Friends lyrics

[Intro]
(Bricks, this sh*t finna kill these n*ggas)
Yeah, Gunna Gunna in this b*tch, ha, uh
My n*gga Bricks in this b*tch, uh, yeah, hold up
([?] on the track)

[Chorus]
I just f*cked your broad, this ain't no facade
She called up a friend, we had a ménage
I came with a check, I ain't doin' fraud
I told a b*tch fetch 'cause she want a ball
I can't see the hate, the sh*t camouflage
If we can't relate, then we can't be boys
My stomach got [?], I ate with the God
You n*ggas get fake, I charge 'em like Dodge

[Verse]
I caught me a coupe, I jumped in the six
You n*ggas are pussies, quick to get whippеd
I bumped into the b*tch, got me somе lip
Found me a wave, built me a ship
I didn't get a fade, I used to rock temps
I flew out to Vegas, blew me some chips
I feel like I made, I make me a mil' (I made it, yeah, yeah) Go get me a pint, pour up some mo'
A n*gga stay fresh, fresher than soap
I walk in the bank, withdraw me some more
One thing I know is a hoe is gon' go
I hear the horse, the engine gon' blow
I hear the Porsche on side of the road
Know plenty hoes that play with they nose
If twelve hit our block, I had to go
I hit the fence, I hid the dope all in my pants
Hid this sh*t down, I got them bands
Order some ones, order some hoes, tell 'em to dance
It bros over hoes, I know that you know
We can't be friends
[Chorus]
I just f*cked your broad, this ain't no facade
She called up a friend, we had a ménage
I came with a check, I ain't doin' fraud
I told a b*tch fetch 'cause she want a ball
I can't see the hate, the sh*t camouflage
If we can't relate, then we can't be boys
My stomach got [?], I ate with the God
You n*ggas get fake, I charge 'em like Dodge
I just f*cked your broad, this ain't no facade
She called up a friend, we had a ménage
I came with a check, I ain't doin' fraud
I told a b*tch fetch 'cause she want a ball
I can't see the hate, the sh*t camouflage
If we can't relate, then we can't be boys
My stomach got [?], I ate with the God
You n*ggas get fake, I charge 'em like Dodge

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
I just f*cked your broad, this ain't no facade
She called up a friend, we had a ménage
I came with a check, I ain't doin' fraud
I told a b*tch fetch 'cause she want a ball
I can't see the hate, the sh*t camouflage
If we can't relate, then we can't be boys
My stomach got [?], I ate with the God
You n*ggas get fake, I charge 'em like Dodge
I just f*cked your broad, this ain't no facade
She called up a friend, we had a ménage
I came with a check, I ain't doin' fraud
I told a b*tch fetch 'cause she want a ball
I can't see the hate, the sh*t camouflage
If we can't relate, then we can't be boys
My stomach got [?], I ate with the God
You n*ggas get fake, I charge 'em like Dodge