AceSpadez - Friend to Foe Lyrics

These niggas is bitches they act like some hoes
I want the bankroll
Designer clothes
I gotta hit it then I gotta go
Ride with a mop
I got me a pole
They switching up
Like friend to a foe
Turned to an op
We do not do those

We do not do those

We do not do those

Just cause it glitters don't mean that it's gold
Diamonds is dancing they cold like the snow
They tryna catch me, I gotta stay low
She lovin' that white, it's all in her nose
I'm sipping henny, but she want patron
If you an op it's looking slow
It's looking slow
I'm keeping it going
I never could fold
They break under pressure
I'm keeping control
They think they hot
But they getting cold
Keeping it real
I can't sugarcoat

I can't sugarcoat

I can't sugarcoat

Man this life ain't what it seems
I see the lines
And I read between
Late night
I'm up on the scene
Tryna get right
With a nice thing

I want designer and nice rings Copy the wave
They biting
Shawty so bad
Enticing
Coming in swinging Tyson

Keep it low
They can't hear a creak
Ima hit a op if he try to sneak

Tick toc watch the time tick
Gotta get right
Gotta get fit

Ima just bounce ima go get me a stack
Homie don't you hit my jack
Acting like we was all that
You wasn't there
You not down with the pack
We leaving you out
Like you ain't get drafted
Ima go bonkers ima go savage
Way that I'm moving they thought it magic
See that I'm winning
I bet they can't stand it
They looking hurt
Get em a bandage
I'm in all black
Look like a bandit
If you gon cap
You gonna vanish
Not with the crew
Then You getting abandoned

Dearly departed I'm back on the road
I want some money if you want a show

She got that white, it's all in her nose
I told her I'm good, I got my smoke
I'm doing the dash, they be to slow
You Not with the wave you can't even float
She got that white, it's all in her nose
I told her I'm good, I got my smoke

These niggas is bitches they act like some hoes
I want the bankroll
Designer clothes
I'm gonna hit it then I gotta go
Ride with a mop
I got me a pole
They switching up
Like friend to a foe
Turned to an op
We do not do those

We do not do those

We do not do those