letra de red roses - lewxs
[chrous: og huey]
they think they foolin’ og when they shakin’ my hand
mama told me they might f-ck with my but they not your friend
credit card maxed out b-tch, i feel like the man
came up from the rags, b-tch i’ll never forget
basic hoes on my celly, give a f-ck what they sayin’
i’ma bring ’em to the telly, let ’em f-ck with my friends
they tryna fl!ck up with og to get some clout on the ‘gram
and i’m just tryna make a memory they won’t understand
they all gon’ tell me that they love me but i heard it before
you can keep it, i’ll be good after i pour up some more
ask about me, i keep heat for n-ggas lookin’ for smoke
it’s a handful of people tryna tell me i’m dope
[verse 1: og huey + lewxs]
lookin’ back on what i’ve done, i think i’ve done good for myself
and i can’t thank n0body else, man i ain’t have no help
the way that i’m livin’ got ’em tellin’ me that i’m goin’ to h-ll
if that’s the truth, i hope i go out with some records to sell
don’t text my phone if you never knew me ‘fore i could spit
’cause if you fraud, i respond with “new money, who is this?”
fake -ss people in my face claiming they f-ck with the kid
but you can’t drink with me or ride with me or hop in my clique (skrt-skrt)
[chrous: og huey + lewxs]
they think they foolin’ og when they shakin’ my hand
mama told me they might f-ck with my but they not your friend
credit card maxed out b-tch, i feel like the man
came up from the rags, b-tch i’ll never forget
basic hoes on my celly, give a f-ck what they sayin’
i’ma bring ’em to the telly, let ’em f-ck with my friends
they tryna fl!ck up with og to get some clout on the ‘gram
and i’m just tryna make a memory they won’t understand
they all gon’ tell me that they love me but i heard it before
you can keep it, i’ll be good after i pour up some more
ask about me, i keep heat for n-ggas lookin’ for smoke
it’s a handful of people tryna tell me i’m dope (ooh-ooh)
[verse 2: lewxs]
i gotta line full of friends and they always sell dope (yeah-yeah)
i gotta line full of girls and they always do c0ke (woah-woah)
but none of them are real, yeah you already know (oh-no)
real friends on the side, fake friends on the go (go-go)
and i really gotta change, i’m a snake, yes i know (yeah-yeah)
i’ma start goin’ to church ’cause i need jesus the lord (woah-woah)
i’m about annoying like a scratch on a board (woah-woah)
but none of my real friends are gonna come on the road (skrt-skrt)
’cause i go back to my old ways, yeah my old days (ooh-ooh)
and i’m smokin’ gas like all day (gas), like it’s propane (it’s lit)
and i’m ridin’ in that lambo, get out my lane (skrt-skrt)
and i don’t need no fake friends, get out my face (alright)
and i pour a pint of lean up (drank) with the migos (migo)
i should do it with my gang, my mi amigos (gang, gang)
i’m addicted to the dope like charlie sheen, though (straight up)
i just want my friends and a pint of lean, yo (yeah, yeah yeah)
[chrous: og huey]
they think they foolin’ og when they shakin’ my hand
mama told me they might f-ck with my but they not your friend
credit card maxed out b-tch, i feel like the man
came up from the rags, b-tch i’ll never forget
basic hoes on my celly, give a f-ck what they sayin’
i’ma bring ’em to the telly, let ’em f-ck with my friends
they tryna fl!ck up with og to get some clout on the ‘gram
and i’m just tryna make a memory they won’t understand
they all gon’ tell me that they love me but i heard it before
you can keep it, i’ll be good after i pour up some more
ask about me, i keep heat for n-ggas lookin’ for smoke
it’s a handful of people tryna tell me i’m dope
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