Real Friends Remix

Ya boi DJ

Fresh to death in his Gucci PJ's

Been recording music for like three days

But the way I use it reminiscent of a beast Drake

Plus my intake about to get that much bigger

Plus my intake mean we go that much quicker

0 to 100 yeah we're that much sicker

Am I nice or what

Yeah you fuck with it

And the way I exhibit a limerick with the beat fitted

Your girl so perfectly acquitted

I had to come get it

Got her ass grinning, my attire all linen

Can't you hear the messages I be sending

Pop* Pop* Pop* solidifying my spot like renin

And if a bitch don't like me she must like women

Eat that pussy to the point got her mind spinning

With a face with a little bit of pipe in it

Now she tryna come over everything 5 minutes wow

Don't know what ya wanting from me

Music just a big part of me

And for my loved ones back home

I hope you ain't too mad at me

 

Don't know what ya wanting from me

Music just a big part of me

And for my loved ones back home

I hope you ain't too mad to laugh

Y'all played like a violin

Y'all on a string

Y'all my puppets

Ain't nobody tryna hiccup like a Muppet

I pick up my musket

And get to pumping blowing motherfuckers back like a trumpet

Pussy popping while I finger fuck it

My epistle shoot fire like a missile

Brush you motherfuckers off like a bristle

I don't miss use (you's)

My hollow tips puncturing your wounds

My words puncturing your wounds

My words go bezzerk and break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon

Bastard move, before I duck and weave and kick your teeth into next week

I make the masses move

With a matter of ease i make the masses of battle rappers bleed build up my vocab and squeeze

That's what I'm known to do, leave y'all motherfuckers badly bruised

Get ya ass whooped like some Bali weed

And your bars and hook hardly clean

You can hardly breathe

Stop gasping you bastard this is why you don't want beef with a marksman that's crazy Harley Quinn

Y'all faggots AIDS, Charlie Sheen

Bruh pass the weed and you best believe we roll this joint up and down the street

Don't know what ya wanting from me

Music just a big part of me

And for my loved ones back home

I hope you ain't too mad at me

 

Don't know what ya wanting from me

Music just a big part of me

And for my loved ones back home

I hope you ain't too mad to laugh