IF YOU THINK WE’RE FRIENDS, WE AREN’T lyrics

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Out from the under, yeah, I be the coldest ,see
Baby O, ain't no one cold as me
Choppin' up bustas, the butcher, the motherf*cker
With the axe if you want it, G
f*ck out my face, get to walkin', leave
f*ck what you said, why you talkin', G?
Runnin' your mouth is like runnin' your face
Up into the motherf*cking wall, you bleed
Laid out, right on your back
f*ck on your b*tch then I don't give her back
Swangin' and bangin', I'm creepin', I'm peepin'
I'm coming up straight through the back with a bat
Beatin' your brains in, crushin' your sh*t
Bustas be gay, 'cause they all on my di*k
Hating on me, motherf*cker, you stupid
You hate what you ain't, 'cause you wanting my sh*t (f*ck that!)
b*tch, is you dumb?
f*ckin' with me, motherf*cker, you slumped
Dumpin, I dookie, I poopy, you foolish
I'm sh*ttin' on b*tches, these suckers is bunk (f*ck that!)
Up in the trunk
Baby O bangin', my sh*t gettin' buck
Honest to god, I just hate all the bast*rds and b*tches
That hang and that swing on my nuts