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haych - none of my friends are plastic lyrics

[intro]
tell me i’m wrong
when she’s all up in your face like that
i don’t wanna get involved
coz i don’t really wanna face it, d+mn

[chorus]
i got that mother f+cking big sound
make your speaker systеm drown
when i wanna f+ck it up, i won’t lay down and f+ck around
none of my friends arе plastic
but your guys they are bad wings
and they always have been
they know i am the bad b+tch
tell ’em, tell ’em

ooh, i just want the love
she just want the love
i could be better coz i know they ‘ain’t got enough
i ‘ain’t got the bands right now
come back in some time from now, like
[verse 1]
step up to me, like i got nothing in my pockets
and then when the f+cking time comes
b+tch, you know that i’ll be dropping
call me d.k and diddy coz i run this f+cking country
“mazzalean”, slowthai, b+tch, you know i got that early like

“not dead yet” but i bearly been living
and i don’t know how to cope so i try my best to listen
you can throw shade but i don’t give a sh+t
i’m making my own lane, what are you doing, b+tch?

[verse 2]
thrash your b+tch, thrash this b+tch
thrash your man, make him dance
seven bands, in my pants
yeah, i wish, on my mother yes i will

if i had a glock i would pull it on that f+cker
and then make his body drop, seven shots in the liver

sometimes, i wanna die
but i can always feel alive, sometimes
music put this in me
my image
undressed as it is
i don’t give a f+ck if you say otherwise
[verse 3]
yea, yea, yea
that’s that (yea)
that’s that
that’s that young b+tch
3d world, that’s my sh+t
world crown, 100%

let me have some fun, i can’t be sad all the time
when i’m in my element, when i’m in my f+cking prime

call you out on this beat
i tell you to “shut the f+ck up”
“f+cking pr+ck, yes it’s me
can you please shut the f+ck up”
when i whip it then you’ll miss me

i don’t wanna f+cking die now

[pre+chorus]
tell me, tell me, tell me
are you f+cking on her ex then?
or her best friend? woah
make me, make me, make me
can you make me f+cking listen
i’m quitting
come on then, come on then, come on then
[chorus]
i got that mother f+cking big sound
make your speaker system drown
when i wanna f+ck it up, i won’t lay down and f+ck around
none of my friends are plastic
but your guys they are bad wings
and they always have been
they know i am the bad b+tch
tell ’em, tell ’em

ooh, i just want the love
she just want the love
i could be better coz i know they ‘ain’t got enough
i ‘ain’t got the bands right now
come back in some time from now, like

[verse 1]
step up to me, like i got nothing in my pockets
and then when the f+cking time comes
b+tch, you know that i’ll be dropping
call me d.k and diddy coz i run this f+cking country
“mazzalean”, slowthai, b+tch, you know i got that early like

“not dead yet” but i bearly been living
and i don’t know how to cope so i try my best to listen
you can throw shade but i don’t give a sh+t
i’m making my own lane, what are you doing, b+tch?

- haych lyrics

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