This is a song about "Friends split"

Then i peace it and split

About some tyga beef shit

We split the ends in the middle with a bit of friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

I'm on autopilot now with my cranium split

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

This country, black and white, its split

Since we were never really friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

He's got nothing without his friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments