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42 dugg - fake friends freestyle lyrics

[intro]
just got off the phone, was kickin’ it with a day one
set a fifty thousand play for him, i ain’t make none, and i don’t want to
they been askin’ us for the weed, they don’t want juice

[verse]
tell a b+tch, “come through” ’cause we got runtz too (yeah)
heard the wham in, lookin’ for the white, who got grams in?
and this b+tch take ten, i ain’t tryna kick it with no fake friends
i ain’t even tryna make friends
young k!ll for free, what you think he’d do for eight bands?
switch on me, i ain’t stoppin’, this a chase then
speed up, re+up
i need a [?], i done poured three cups
lil’ n+gga, pipe down
you ain’t write when i was gone, don’t write now
when you see me on the roll, bring that price down
still’ll get ’em sold for the eight
thirty hoes with me doin’ shows in the h
my phone with the drank, not a pint, b+tch, a case
free my n+gga dunk doin’ life for the game
got a chain for you, and i got some change for you
feed them now, i’m still the same, brother
ever caught him in the club, know we ranned on him
f+ck n+ggas, n+ggas can’t f+ck with me
cuban on buck fifty, ap two hun’
i’m puttin’ a quarter on a n+gga if my lose some’
[?] with ’em shoes come to [?]
trap on the way, dm [?] next
we bh, hgh, oxycontins, we in three states
roxies, [sebastians?], we got ids
these hoes sell twenty pages, thirty+five gs
if you ain’t got it out the mud, you ain’t like me
if you ain’t still bussin’ juggs, you ain’t like me
fifty strong in the hood, n+gga, ten chops
let a n+gga play with us, we have been [?]
trap phone jumpin’, backwood musty
yeah, i’m still dissin’, you don’t like it, n+gga, f+ck you
you ain’t write me, n+gga, f+ck you
got indicted, still thuggin’
ain’t none for a b+tch, everything for my brother
had some problems with my uncle, feel back for my momma
i’ll give it to you ease, but you ain’t takin’ nothing from me
put the hood on my back, we against all odds
b+tch poured a big four, might as well drop five
never gonna block that, hold it down, i’m trappin’
i ain’t got to be for couple sh+t, simmer it down
n+ggas wanna f+ck with us ’cause we did figure it out
i hope [?] get bigger than me
can’t be f+cked with bigger than meech
i ain’t poppin’ on the trappin’ sh+t, i’m k!llin’ the streets
if we ever grow apart, just know it’s all love
ain’t no run outs in the garage, n+gga, this all us
[outro]
[?] used to v1s
hit a line if you need one
lambs and sh+t
still runnin’ through them grams and s—

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