This is a song about "We are all friends here"

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Now we are running rap, so fuck all of you tools

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

I wanna invite all my best friends and family, so we can all chill and have our own fantasy,

On television all we see are just these rich white kids,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Trip acid every night with all my friends as we roam

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Bad bitches get low right now

Your friends are left wondering how

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

And we gettin' money, over here,

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Since we were never really friends.