Uh, she said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin' What, long live 26
Uh, she said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin' Chasin' all this money through the week
Count up on the weekends Heard he tryna jump Lil Zee, but he got some weak
Friends You said that my homie talkin' bout me got
Like three friends Runnin' to this cheese and I ain't stoppin
Till the street end Long live 26, he put us on, now we too deep
In He ain't a real smacker hit like twice cause he got weak bins I'ma do this shit for life, no, this not
A week plan you don't gotta ask me twice, I hit up bro and
We in He not even in the street, but blowin' till
His heat jam Niggas really do this shit, nobody gotta pretend
Yeah, he dissin' on Lil Zee, but we already beat him
Niggas talkin' out they neck, and we might have to beat them
They can never be they self, they always tryna be him
Niggas be in competition, but you know that Zee win
Steady talkin' out his neck, but we know where OG live
Thievin' homie, see yo street, and then he leave you streetless
Shiesty nigga go right through your crib and leave you keyless
We been drinkin' all the green, and lil' bro said he need Trish
I can cut everybody off and still be cool, cause I don't need shit
Bro just bought a V right off the lot, and it just need tent
Call lil bro, and he just made a play like where the green at
Plug just hook me up, then he seen me, where the fiends at
Steady gettin' money, to be honest, I don't need rap
Steady talkin' shit, right out your mouth, that's where the beam at
Niggas makin' missions on the south, that's where the team at
She said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin
Chasin' all this money through the week, count up on the weekends what
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Uh, she said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin' What, long live 26
Uh, she said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin' Chasin' all this money through the week
Count up on the weekends Heard he tryna jump Lil Zee, but he got some weak
Friends You said that my homie talkin' bout me got
Like three friends Runnin' to this cheese and I ain't stoppin
Till the street end Long live 26, he put us on, now we too deep
In He ain't a real smacker hit like twice cause he got weak bins I'ma do this shit for life, no, this not
A week plan you don't gotta ask me twice, I hit up bro and
We in He not even in the street, but blowin' till
His heat jam Niggas really do this shit, nobody gotta pretend
Yeah, he dissin' on Lil Zee, but we already beat him
Niggas talkin' out they neck, and we might have to beat them
They can never be they self, they always tryna be him
Niggas be in competition, but you know that Zee win
Steady talkin' out his neck, but we know where OG live
Thievin' homie, see yo street, and then he leave you streetless
Shiesty nigga go right through your crib and leave you keyless
We been drinkin' all the green, and lil' bro said he need Trish
I can cut everybody off and still be cool, cause I don't need shit
Bro just bought a V right off the lot, and it just need tent
Call lil bro, and he just made a play like where the green at
Plug just hook me up, then he seen me, where the fiends at
Steady gettin' money, to be honest, I don't need rap
Steady talkin' shit, right out your mouth, that's where the beam at
Niggas makin' missions on the south, that's where the team at
She said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin
Chasin' all this money through the week, count up on the weekends what
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin' What, long live 26
Uh, she said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin' Chasin' all this money through the week
Count up on the weekends Heard he tryna jump Lil Zee, but he got some weak
Friends You said that my homie talkin' bout me got
Like three friends Runnin' to this cheese and I ain't stoppin
Till the street end Long live 26, he put us on, now we too deep
In He ain't a real smacker hit like twice cause he got weak bins I'ma do this shit for life, no, this not
A week plan you don't gotta ask me twice, I hit up bro and
We in He not even in the street, but blowin' till
His heat jam Niggas really do this shit, nobody gotta pretend
Yeah, he dissin' on Lil Zee, but we already beat him
Niggas talkin' out they neck, and we might have to beat them
They can never be they self, they always tryna be him
Niggas be in competition, but you know that Zee win
Steady talkin' out his neck, but we know where OG live
Thievin' homie, see yo street, and then he leave you streetless
Shiesty nigga go right through your crib and leave you keyless
We been drinkin' all the green, and lil' bro said he need Trish
I can cut everybody off and still be cool, cause I don't need shit
Bro just bought a V right off the lot, and it just need tent
Call lil bro, and he just made a play like where the green at
Plug just hook me up, then he seen me, where the fiends at
Steady gettin' money, to be honest, I don't need rap
Steady talkin' shit, right out your mouth, that's where the beam at
Niggas makin' missions on the south, that's where the team at
She said we can be friends, but I don't wanna pretend
Dropped a duece in minute maid, make me start tweakin
Chasin' all this money through the week, count up on the weekends what
Writer: Xzavier K
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