Dead Friends lyrics
by Chetta
[Intro]
Callari
Damn, that's Surreal right there?
[Chorus]
Get murked, get murked, put 'em on a T-shirt
Get served, get served, who gone wanna get hurt?
Big swerve, big swerve, pull off in that big vert
Get curved, get curved, I don't want you either
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all you hoes is boring now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all my whips is foreign now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, put me in, it's going down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, f*ck with me, I'm going out
[Verse]
Big skrrt, big skrrt, push off in a Fisker
Big work, big work, trap until my wrist hurt
Big surf, big surf, flexing now your b*tch hurt
I come from the p*ss dirt, all I know is get yours
Yessur yessur, block too hot, they burning out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, real hotboy, I'm from the south
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shoot the choppa, air it out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, b*tch know I ain't playing round
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, in too deep I'm going out
f*ck with me, it's going down (it's going down)
No, I don't want no friends now (I don't want no friends now)
All I need is my ends now
[Chorus]
Get murked, get murked, put 'em on a T-shirt
Get served, get served, who gone wanna get hurt?
Big swerve, big swerve, pull off in that big vert
Get curved, get curved, I don't want you either
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all you hoes is boring now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all my whips is foreign now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, put me in, it's going down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, f*ck with me, I'm going out
[Outro]
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