wonder – not my frand… lyrics
[chorus: wonder]
gotta get the bands gotta, get the bands
money in my jeans, knives up in my pants
you ain’t lookin good boy i’m not a fan
why you talkin to me? boy you’re not my friend
.40 clip sh+t yeah we know you wanna be sh+t
i don’t think you sl!ck that lil b+tch is getting clipped quick
he not out my face that lil p+ssy gon give me b+tch lips
he been talkin reckless then he get his big spit
[verse 1: wonder]
man these b+tches funny ha
you think that you know me
you think that we buddy buddy
i don’t think bout you i only think bout the money
try to call me back you ain’t getting it, it isn’t funny
that b+tch ain’t getting my digits i think the hope diminished
these p+ssys testing my limits i bring them start to finish
ok imma need a minute
they ain’t been feeling different i ain’t ever in my feelings
i just back to greening get my bag touch my bag
fine but this could’ve been my bag
this sad no press act empty clip extendo mag
ok im making another hit ill f+ck you and that lil b+tch
they ain’t been doing zip i been getting motherf+cking rich
[chorus: wonder]
gotta get the bands gotta, get the bands
money in my jeans, knives up in my pants
you ain’t lookin good boy i’m not a fan
why you talkin to me? boy you’re not my friend
.40 clip sh+t yeah we know you wanna be sh+t
i don’t think you sl!ck that lil b+tch is getting clipped quick
he not out my face that lil p+ssy gon give me b+tch lips
he been talkin reckless then he get his big spit
[verse 2: twikipedia]
i don’t even know how to talk like that
getting money b+tch im getting the sta+a
i just shot my [?]
can you believe i was down bad like that?
nowadays i’m just getting the bread
too fast i been running a lap
[?] like that
can you fix my [?]
okay im gonna get it going
i did what im supposed to i did what i been told to
and they still gon hate me
sorry but don’t you f+cking tell me you wanted to be carried
im not trynna get carried away i+i+i hate all my f+cking friends
they all suck like yesterday
he was talking all that stuff but he don’t wanna see your face
he knows why he f+cking hates me that’s entitled [?]
i can’t talk bout all your problems there won’t be a lot to say
[chorus: wonder]
gotta get the bands gotta, get the bands
money in my jeans, knives up in my pants
you ain’t lookin good boy i’m not a fan
why you talkin to me? boy you’re not my friend
.40 clip sh+t yeah we know you wanna be sh+t
i don’t think you sl!ck that lil b+tch is getting clipped quick
he not out my face that lil p+ssy gon give me b+tch lips
he been talkin reckless then he get his big spit
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