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pherrari phranky - no friends in paradise lyrics

pherrari phranky – no friends in paradise

verse 1:
i off them drugs on chicago
in a h-llcat swerving pot holes
she gone suck my d-ck until her jaw sore
aww sh-t you gave your heart to a thot hoe
i can’t trust no b-tch
n-gga tryna scr-p over her over i’m sick
four five dip a n-gga like a chip
thinking ima l!ck
n-gga get your melon split
i can’t trust no n-gga
i was in that cell
ain’t n0body answer calls
say they love a n-gga from a distance
but wanna get close when a n-gga start to ball
looky here these n-ggas lame
really want the fame
i just want the bank huh
get some pocket change and they change
i can’t show nomore love man these n-ggas strange

chorus 1:
i just hit a juug on another bank
these n-ggas ain’t the same from the good days
breaking bread with my partners
big bank break big bank
these n-ggas really ain’t real
friendships disappear like a david copperfield
watch me run up a check
i don’t f-ck with bananas this a blue hunnid peel

verse 2:
free cuz we got higher than some light poles
i just popped some molly with my eyes closed
dropped some molly in this remy boost her hormones
she a different kinda b-tch behind these closed doors
wake up gotta get it stomach empty
i can’t let n0body close even away from me
my dog got locked for some bullsh-t
while he down ima run it up for his family
i be plotting
jai scheming
my n-ggas in that field like beacons
pull out them weapons turn demons
please don’t make me give em a reason
i get high for no reason none
pour a 4 in that liter pop a pill that’s my sequence
my mama still on my head
talking all her sh-t
she don’t know that i’m peaking ayeeee

chorus 2:
i just hit a juug on another bank
these n-ggas ain’t the same from the good days
breaking bread with my patnas
big bank break big bank
these n-ggas really ain’t real
friendships disappear like a david copper field
watch me run up a check
i don’t f-ck with bananas this a blue hunnid peel

verse 3:
i just popped a perc and i fell asleep
this b-tch text my phone she upset with me
i just met this new b-tch name brittany
say she gotta man k why you telling
and i be posted where them felons be
think sh-t sweet randazzos gone get your melon squeezed
went to the chi and got it gone bag of green ps
my foreign b-tch love the snow she don’t need skiis
my b-tch came anejo lame -ss n-gga she don’t smoke weed
but i’m hit her from the back make it clap little do she know ima make her roll my leaf
ima hit her from the back make it clap little do she know … ooooh

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