His wicked 'friends' with their trending fashions,
Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six
Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison
I'm chillin with children and women we gunnin for fun
Two chains, two guns, he bipolar
Forgot to say his friends with a soldier
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
With other people, my family, my friends
Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses
The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.
Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done
Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/
I got no friends with no ends
We can never be friends
Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends
Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends
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