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WXLVERINE - FRIENDLY FACES Lyrics



WXLVERINE - FRIENDLY FACES Lyrics




[ Featuring BlxxdMoon ]

Back and forth know the clock stay tickin' (Stay ticking)
Full force know the glock stay hittin' (Stay hittin)
No remorse for your boy he stay snitchin' (Stay snitchin)
Kill at the source till these snakes ain't hissin

Don't put no trust in friendly faces know this glock on friendly fire
Tie the noose and cut his laces tell him walk up on that wire
I won't have no conversation tryna take what I've acquired
Contemplating my mind is racing we paper taking your shit gone quiet

Know they be running for nothing
I'm keeping it coming up out of the grave
I won't ever go back
And all that you wanting will never be something
If you don't put all that you had in the past
So put on your mask and grab all the cash
Pull up in a whip they gon' leave in a bag
We came with the pack you won't ever last
I'm taking his spot I ain't never gon' ask

White gold on my gravestone know these chains hold up my neck (Neck)
Past friends but they've grown cold and now I just see them as threats (Threats)
Walk the walk till they lined in chalk and now suddenly they all vanish
I watch them stop when that money talk
Guess they ain't speaking that language (Nah)

I stay running jugging steady jump them like a hurdle (Bitch)
Know I pull up with the strap shit they thought that I was Urkel (Uh huh)
F*ck em up got a double cup sipping on some purple
Watch a pussy get slapped leave your mans nonverbal

I be working just so I can get the bag said f*ck a Birkin
I be lurking Tuss I always gotta have I get to murking
Smoking terpenes I stay cutting up the work like I'm a surgeon
Bitch I'm risen out the dirt so you know I'll be returning (Be returning)

Turning up I ain't give a f*ck
Lil' bitch suck my dick I might throw a couple bucks
I'm pulling up black trucks sipping mud mag tuck
Bad luck cap bust turn your body into dust

Bitch I pull up with the sword aye
Always need some more aye
All you bitches soft boy you looking like some sorbet
Foreplay out here f*cking bitches in the Ford mane
I'ma push the pedal till I hit the f*cking floor mane

Court case when I see your f*cking body
Bitch I never gave a f*ck about no Calvin or no Tommy
All them haters stay behind me getting cut up like salami
Yeah I'm out here pushing buttons steady thugging like the 90s
Lil' bitch

And these motherf*ckers act hard (Aye)
I'm only asking what the facts are (Aye)
I'm boutta shoot up all that black tar
Ask em where the masks at
Pull up in the black car
Bitch I'm boutta black out

Back and forth know the clock stay tickin' (Stay tickin)
Full force know the glock stay hittin' (Stay hittin)
No remorse for your boy he stay snitchin' (Stay snitchin)
Kill at the source till these snakes ain't hissin'
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Back and forth know the clock stay tickin' (Stay ticking)
Full force know the glock stay hittin' (Stay hittin)
No remorse for your boy he stay snitchin' (Stay snitchin)
Kill at the source till these snakes ain't hissin

Don't put no trust in friendly faces know this glock on friendly fire
Tie the noose and cut his laces tell him walk up on that wire
I won't have no conversation tryna take what I've acquired
Contemplating my mind is racing we paper taking your shit gone quiet

Know they be running for nothing
I'm keeping it coming up out of the grave
I won't ever go back
And all that you wanting will never be something
If you don't put all that you had in the past
So put on your mask and grab all the cash
Pull up in a whip they gon' leave in a bag
We came with the pack you won't ever last
I'm taking his spot I ain't never gon' ask

White gold on my gravestone know these chains hold up my neck (Neck)
Past friends but they've grown cold and now I just see them as threats (Threats)
Walk the walk till they lined in chalk and now suddenly they all vanish
I watch them stop when that money talk
Guess they ain't speaking that language (Nah)

I stay running jugging steady jump them like a hurdle (Bitch)
Know I pull up with the strap shit they thought that I was Urkel (Uh huh)
F*ck em up got a double cup sipping on some purple
Watch a pussy get slapped leave your mans nonverbal

I be working just so I can get the bag said f*ck a Birkin
I be lurking Tuss I always gotta have I get to murking
Smoking terpenes I stay cutting up the work like I'm a surgeon
Bitch I'm risen out the dirt so you know I'll be returning (Be returning)

Turning up I ain't give a f*ck
Lil' bitch suck my dick I might throw a couple bucks
I'm pulling up black trucks sipping mud mag tuck
Bad luck cap bust turn your body into dust

Bitch I pull up with the sword aye
Always need some more aye
All you bitches soft boy you looking like some sorbet
Foreplay out here f*cking bitches in the Ford mane
I'ma push the pedal till I hit the f*cking floor mane

Court case when I see your f*cking body
Bitch I never gave a f*ck about no Calvin or no Tommy
All them haters stay behind me getting cut up like salami
Yeah I'm out here pushing buttons steady thugging like the 90s
Lil' bitch

And these motherf*ckers act hard (Aye)
I'm only asking what the facts are (Aye)
I'm boutta shoot up all that black tar
Ask em where the masks at
Pull up in the black car
Bitch I'm boutta black out

Back and forth know the clock stay tickin' (Stay tickin)
Full force know the glock stay hittin' (Stay hittin)
No remorse for your boy he stay snitchin' (Stay snitchin)
Kill at the source till these snakes ain't hissin'
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Writer: Noah Holdener, Lukas Sisemore, Braedon McCabe
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: WXLVERINE
Featuring: BlxxdMoon
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Noah Holdener, Lukas Sisemore, Braedon McCabe

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