None of my friends are plastic lyrics
by Haych
[Intro]
Tell me i'm wrong
When she's all up in your face like that
I don't wanna get involved
Coz I don't really wanna face it, damn
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Are you f*cking on her ex then?
Or her best friend? woah
Make me, make me, make me
Can you make me f*cking listen
I'm quitting
Come on then, come on then, come on then
[Chorus]
I got that mother f*cking big sound
Make your speaker systеm drown
When I wanna f*ck it up, I won't lay down and f*ck around
None of my friends arе plastic
But your guys they are bad wings
And they always have been
They know I am the bad b*tch
Tell 'em, tell 'em
Ooh, I just want the love
She just want the love
I could be better coz I know they 'ain't got enough
I 'ain't got the bands right now
Come back in some time from now, like
[Verse 1]
Step up to me, like I got nothing in my pockets
And then when the f*cking time comes
b*tch, you know that i'll be dropping
Call me D.K and Diddy coz I run this f*cking country
"Mazzalean", Slowthai, b*tch, you know I got that early like
"Not Dead Yet" but I bearly been living
And I don't know how to cope so I try my best to listen
You can throw shade but I don't give a sh*t
I'm making my own lane, what are you doing, b*tch?
[Verse 2]
Thrash your b*tch, thrash this b*tch
Thrash your man, make him dance
Seven bands, in my pants
Yeah, I wish, on my mother yes I will
If I had a Glock I would pull it on that f*cker
And then make his body drop, seven shots in the liver
Sometimes, I wanna die
But I can always feel alive, sometimes
Music put this in me
My image
Undressed as it is
I don't give a f*ck if you say otherwise
[Verse 3]
Yea, yea, yea
That's that (Yea)
That's that
That's that young b*tch
3D World, that's my sh*t
World Crown, 100%
Let me have some fun, I can't be sad all the time
When i'm in my element, when i'm in my f*cking prime
Call you out on this beat
I tell you to "shut the f*ck up"
"f*cking prick, yes it's me
Can you please shut the f*ck up"
When I whip it then you'll miss me
I don't wanna f*cking die now
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Are you f*cking on her ex then?
Or her best friend? woah
Make me, make me, make me
Can you make me f*cking listen
I'm quitting
Come on then, come on then, come on then
[Chorus]
I got that mother f*cking big sound
Make your speaker system drown
When I wanna f*ck it up, I won't lay down and f*ck around
None of my friends are plastic
But your guys they are bad wings
And they always have been
They know I am the bad b*tch
Tell 'em, tell 'em
Ooh, I just want the love
She just want the love
I could be better coz I know they 'ain't got enough
I 'ain't got the bands right now
Come back in some time from now, like
[Verse 1]
Step up to me, like I got nothing in my pockets
And then when the f*cking time comes
b*tch, you know that i'll be dropping
Call me D.K and Diddy coz I run this f*cking country
"Mazzalean", Slowthai, b*tch, you know I got that early like
"Not Dead Yet" but I bearly been living
And I don't know how to cope so I try my best to listen
You can throw shade but I don't give a sh*t
I'm making my own lane, what are you doing, b*tch?