letra de no friends - sboswampy
[hook] – [sbo swampy]
i ain’t got no friends
all friends became my opps
and i ain’t ever dip
i’m only running from the cops
and my momma got me out the hood
she got me off the block
all these n-ggas say they bout it
but i know they really not
12 comin’ round
and the trap be getting hot now
if my n-ggas pull up to the party
it get shut down
my homie got a new whip
the trunk be in the front now
all my n-ggas mutts
had to get them out the dog pound
[verse] – [sbo swampy]
she tried to take my chain
like b-tch what the f-ck
my n-ggas got the stick
and they hopping out the truck
and i’m just really thriving
got this sh-t out the mud
and the coup cocaine whitе
same colour as a dove
thesе n-ggas really doubted me
and doubted my intelligence
he wanted all the smoke
until i pulled up to his residence
long barrel nose
so my stick look like an elephant
and my choppa hate n-ggas
yeah my choppa real prejudice
[hook] – [sbo swampy]
i ain’t got no friends
all friends became my opps
and i ain’t ever dip
i’m only running from the cops
and my momma got me out the hood
she got me off the block
all these n-ggas say they bout it
but i know they really not
12 comin’ round
and the trap be getting hot now
if my n-ggas pull up to the party
it get shut down
my homie got a new whip
the trunk be in the front now
all my n-ggas mutts
had to get them out the dog pound
[verse 2] – [flash milla]
pull up on the block
big glizzy on my hip
run a n-gga down
if the p-ssy tryna dip
we call my n-gga no cap
he really wit the sh-ts
police question flash
everytime someone get hit
hit em close range
make a n-gga backflip
b-tches runnin’ to the stage
tryna’ flash milla they tits
n-ggas kept talking
had to pull up to the block now
let a couple shots off
now the whole block lockdown
[hook] – [sbo swampy]
i ain’t got no friends
all friends became my opps
and i ain’t ever dip
i’m only running from the cops
and my momma got me out the hood
she got me off the block
all these n-ggas say they bout it
but i know they really not
12 comin’ round
and the trap be getting hot now
if my n-ggas pull up to the party
it get shut down
my homie got a new whip
the trunk be in the front now
all my n-ggas mutts
had to get them out the dog pound
[verse 3] – [sbo swampy]
that little b-tch didn’t call me just to cuddle
i am so high, out in sp-ce, up in my shuttle
my wrist looking’ like a lake
you be lookin’ some puddles
and i’m makin’ all these bands
yea i made em’ off of mumbles
diamonds on a n-gga
they be lookin’ like a lighthouse
i don’t do no coke
i put codeine in my sprite now
gold all in my t–th
and my diamonds are on bite down
she just suck my d-ck
so you know i’m saying bye now
[hook] – [sbo swampy]
i ain’t got no friends
all friends became my opps
and i ain’t ever dip
i’m only running from the cops
and my momma got me out the hood
she got me off the block
all these n-ggas say they bout it
but i know they really not
12 comin’ round
and the trap be getting hot now
if my n-ggas pull up to the party
it get shut down
my homie got a new whip
the trunk be in the front now
all my n-ggas mutts
had to get them out the dog pound
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