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letra de frienemies - katie got bandz

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[verse 1]
you ain’t no friend to me (no)
you my enemy
they know how i’m rockin’, bottle poppin’, that’s my remedy
katie got bandz (katie) stretch a b-tch who ain’t no kin to me
but rather up the glock and let it pop
why waste my energy?
throwin’ bands up, throwin’ bands out (bands)
haters know what i tell ’em ’bout
39 be the stripe bi tch
you walk in here, ain’t walkin’ out (true)
lawless inc. but we lawless b-tch
so, petty sh-t i ain’t worry about
it’s a [?] between and guns and money
so square n-ggas get boxed out
strike b-tch, i got [?] (bands)
you can call me referee
these hoеs hating, they fans though
so they fancy out standin’ next to mе (katie)
bars b-tch, i k!ll verses (bars)
therefore, i murder [?]
stay apart, i just started rapping
most rapper hoes can’t f-ck with me
you opp a n-gga, it’s pop a n-gga
lady hittas who poppin’ n-ggas
shorty think ’cause we keep the ones
see my man now, i ain’t f-cking with ’em (f-ck ’em)
team katie, who f-ckin’ with ’em? (katie)
not a soul? f-ck a n-gga
stacking racks ’til they can fall (bands)
no friend to me but we up drillas (bands)
[pre-chorus]
you ain’t no kin to me (nah)
b-tch you my enemy (up)
you ain’t no friend to me (bands)
b-tch you my enemy (katie)

[chorus]
you ain’t no kin to me
b-tch you my enemy (bands)
b-tch you my enemy
b-tch you my enemy (bands)
you ain’t no friend to me
b-tch you my enemy (bands)
b-tch you my enemy
b-tch you my enemy (bands)

[verse 2]
katie [?] check the status
my team ball like [?]
b-tches say “but i like that”
got slim choppas that know you clap
real talk, ain’t got a lab
we out here, no wi-fi
that beef sh-t, we deepfries
got big macs, they’re super-sized
snorting out like lean ho
my flow nice but it’s mean doe
and i heard from my p.o
so it’s “f-ck you” like ceelo
my gun strong like [?]
it’s all black like negro
playing with my bands ho
get on bullsh-t but no [?]
banded up, sippin’ [?]
got a small circle, no new hoes
b-tches say they rock with me but whole time they opps though (f-ck ’em)
middle fingers, don’t like those
i pop [?] why [?] hoes?
don’t get it wrong i throw hands
i just ain’t got time though (true)
dumb b-tch, you a bum b-tch (bum)
sweet l!ck, don’t run b-tch (stank)
b-tches [?] big shawn
my pockets fat like [?] (bands)
this sh-t so fun
f-ck hands, straight gun
my whole crew ’bout money b-tch
your money funny like [?] (katie)
[pre-chorus]
you ain’t no kin to me (nah)
b-tch you my enemy (up)
you ain’t no friend to me (bands)
b-tch you my enemy (katie)

[chorus]
you ain’t no kin to me
b-tch you my enemy (bands)
b-tch you my enemy
b-tch you my enemy (bands)
you ain’t no friend to me
b-tch you my enemy (bands)
b-tch you my enemy
b-tch you my enemy (bands)

[outro]
you ain’t no friend- you-
you ain’t no friend to me
you ain’t no friend- you- you- you-
you ain’t no friend to me
you ain’t no friend- you- you- you- you- you-
you ain’t no friend to me

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