deko - friends lyrics
[intro: deko]
moonkid, b#tch
oh, yah, oh, yah
[chorus: deko]
b#tch on [?]
wrist on [?]
make you bump
bring your friends
get the top from her friends
of the [?]
brand new benz
i pull off in my benz
but the cops not my friends
f#ck the ops, not my friends
this my life, can’t pretend
i just got brand new clock
brand new glock to protect me from the cops
f#ck the ops, keep the peace
i am not from the streets
i am not from this earth
i smoke gas, i smoke purp
no yourself, no you’re worth
gucci belt, louis shirt
b#tch, i rock off the block
is you in or is you not?
is you not? b#tch you not
i just got brand new clock
brand new glock to protect me from the cops
f#ck the ops, keep the peace
i am not from the streets
i am not from this earth
i smoke gas, i smoke purp
no yourself, no you’re worth
gucci belt, louis shirt
from the shelf, to the [?]
went to h#ll, was it worth?
diamond [?], diamond [?]
diamond got me in a spell
b#tch on [?]
wrist on [?]
make you bump
bring your friends
get the top from her friends
of the [?]
brand new benz
i pull off in my benz
but the cops not my friends
f#ck the ops, not my friends
this my life, can’t pretend
i just got brand new clock
brand new glock to protect me from the cops
f#ck the ops, keep the peace
i am not from the streets
i am not from this earth
i smoke gas, i smoke purp
no yourself, no you’re worth
gucci belt, louis shirt
[verse: fijimacintosh]
i’m on [?]
[?]
i need diamond ’round my neck
they gon’ [?], they gon’ [?]
my whole life was a curse
that n#gga right i know my word
[?] like [?]
she gimme [?] like she [?] (yeah)
where it from [?] (yeah)
smokin’ on [?] it’s not from earth (yeah)
that lil’ b#tch, leave a skrt (yeah)
she got a man but i don’t care (yeah)
[?] from any word
touch my chains, i double dare
she [?] hanging ’round my [?]
b#tch i swear
[chorus: deko & fijimacintosh]
b#tch on [?]
wrist on [?] (yeah)
make you bump
bring your friends (whoa)
get the top from her friends
of the [?]
brand new benz (whoa)
i pull off in my benz
but the cops not my friends (whoa)
f#ck the ops, not my friends
this my life, can’t pretend (yeah)
i just got brand new clock
brand new glock to protect me from the cops
f#ck the ops, keep the peace
i am not from the streets
i am not from this earth
i smoke gas, i smoke purp
no yourself, no you’re worth
gucci belt, louis shirt
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