Dead Friends

Lyrics

[Intro] (313 Mafia) Hey [Verse 1] I'ma tell you how it is, ain't no point in sparin' feelings You can always catch me in her walls like a tenant Don't ask 'bout no old hoes 'cause they finished I don't dick suck, so it's gon' take a lil' minute [Chorus] Money rule the world, so I'm chillin' with my dead friends Know some steppers, put 'em on your head like a headband Catch a clout chaser like, "Repeat what you said, man" Cold world, they'll bite the hand that really fed them Always in my duffy, hibernatin', please don't [?] me, boo Climbin' to the top, they with us, let my niggas through Double tappin' with a nigga bitch 'causе I hit it too You can't talk that money shit with me becausе I get it too [Verse 2] Designer off the Crocs, I could probably buy a hundred pair Heard some niggas say they on my head, I was not aware Countin' up money on the floor, smoke in the air In the mall, chain always shinin', hoes stop and stare Room full of bosses, guess you are who you hang around Used to wash my clothes in the sink, so I'm thankful now Tripped a nigga 'cause he tried to run, then they paint the ground Think we winnin' shit 'cause it's all winners in our section now Heard the snakes hissin', get the mower, time to get a trim Think twice before you try to spin me, I ain't one of them Shoutout to my fans, I'm gettin' money, shit, because of them Pull up on the block with Steph Curry, leave it with a Tim He was never in the field, he really like a water boy Three-fifth of this'll have you higher than a Harley Boy He don't got a shooter, geez, his whip that make a lot of noise Don't try to play me, 'cause I swear to God I'm not a toy When I see you at the gates, please forgive me for my sins I can't be no sittin' duck, she waitin' when I'm pullin' in All I got is 201s, Stan swing, I'm jumpin' in I'ma have to showboat, they prayin' that we never win [Chorus] Money rule the world, so I'm chillin' with my dead friends Know some steppers, put 'em on your head like a headband Catch a clout chaser like, "Repeat what you said, man" Cold world, they'll bite the hand that really fed them Always in my duffy, hibernatin', please don't [?] me, boo Climbin' to the top, they with us, let my niggas through Double tappin' with a nigga bitch 'cause I hit it too You can't talk that money shit with me because I get it too