Rap Friends

Lyrics

[Intro] [?] so I can't hear myself Yeah Yeah [Verse 1] They say that money makin' me soft, we used to rob niggas for nothin' My mama knew I'd be that nigga, ain't have a problem with me cussin' He actin' gangster on the 'net, we see him out, then we gon' touch him You wanna die over that bitch? Just got some neck, I ain't even fucked her, on some real shit Walk up on you, smack you in your shit like Will Smith Field trips to ridin' out of town, takin' field trips Ain't got no money, I wouldn't touch that ho a lil' bit I know some real hoes who started sellin' that pussy when the bills hit Pеanuts, I'll spend twenty thousand, I get with nothin' Fivе thousand on the outfit, this bitch ain't come with a button (Come on) My young nigga, he dropped out of school, I bought him a button I fuck hoes and put 'em out, Mickey D's, they still lovin' it My nigga died, we ain't even post him 'til we made them boys feel the same (You know how it go) They take one, we take two, the real getback gang (Yeah) I'm poppin' out, these hoes thuggin' before they get my name She try to hang around with gang, they'd probably take your chains (Take your shit) You ain't gon' never have no money until you take a risk My dog said he never had no money until he took a risk Yesterday was Louis V, today I'm doin' Rick Yesterday, I was with mine, today, I'm with your bitch [Chorus] Bankroll, this shit stickin' out my pocket, I just made it I got rap friends now, my niggas probably think I made it Man, these rap niggas, they all act like hoes, that's why I hate it Quarter ticket off the music, still shootin' dice inside the vacant You probably wonder why these hoes? Let me ask your bitch Man, I wouldn't even touch her, you the type of nigga wife that bitch (You'd probably wife that bitch) I'm goin' fast, she be askin' why I drive like this? I'm tryna see who tryna keep up with the whip, that's why I ride like this [Verse 2] We in the same hood I grew up in, nigga, come find me If you ask the police if I was you, don't get behind me My dog, he trigger happy, plus, I get violent You just talk shit and bitch up when it go down like [?] I ain't no kid, these hoes treat me like a boss I'm like LeBron in Miami when he dropped fifty in Boston Tellin' hoes you havin' motion, you just talkin' Point guard, I know how to work the offense, Tony Parker Slut askin' me about the beef, I like talkin' 'bout the cheese All I can tell you 'bout the opps is it be hard for them to breathe After a bitch suck my dick, it be hard not to leave My dog play like Kevin Love, he took the charge for the team Bankroll, this shit stickin' out my pocket, I just made it I got rap friends now, my niggas probably think I made it Man, these rap niggas, they all act like hoes, that's why I hate it [Chorus] Bankroll, this shit stickin' out my pocket, I just made it I got rap friends now, my niggas probably think I made it Man, these rap niggas, they all act like hoes, that's why I hate it Quarter ticket off the music, still shootin' dice inside the vacant You probably wonder why these hoes? Let me ask your bitch Man, I wouldn't even touch her, you the type of nigga wife that bitch (You'd probably wife that bitch) I'm goin' fast, she be askin' why I drive like this? I'm tryna see who tryna keep up with the whip, that's why I ride like this (That's why I ride like this)