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Friends - Video (MV)




Performed By: Lorn
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Jordan Peters




Lorn - Friends - Lyrics




No more friends
Like I put on the Vlone
Bitches be looking for me
Like I'm Nemo
I just want green
So I'm looking for Shego
If she not f*cking
Then she better leave hoe
Don't want that bitch
I'm out of her league yo
If we talk money
I'm blasting like Greedo
Bitches just stare
Like I'm wearing a speedo
No 2K
But I only shoot green though
Where did you learn to be talking like that
Mom didn't teach you bout getting the racks
I've had this shit in the motherf*cking bag
Never back down bitch where are you at
Skirt down the block
Like I'm driving a track
MW3 they be calling me Gaz
Cause no matter what
I'll always be strapped
Empty the place like I empty my mag

I don't give a f*ck
Cause I'm making that money
You running your mouth
Put a whole in your tummy
I'm stomping your face
Till that shit looking gummy
But that's not the reason
It be looking funny
I don't give a f*ck
Cause I'm making that money
You running your mouth
Put a whole in your tummy
I'm stomping your face
Till that shit looking gummy
But that's not the reason
It be looking funny

Bitch
Bitch
Bitch

Catch me outside
I'll make you regret it
These bitches just listen to me
Cause I said it
Said our relationship dying
I let it
She texting me shit
Then got mad
Cause I read it
Playing with Legos
I'm stacking these bricks
I'm hitting the bank
You hitting the licks
Yeah we not the same
You watching the flicks
That I make with your bitch
Up inside of my crib
You know I got neck pain
Maybe it's because my chains
Or because I turn my head
From all these bitches playing games
Pussy boy watch what you say
You don't even use your brain
If you do
I'll paint a picture with it
On this window pane

No more friends
Like I put on the Vlone
Bitches be looking for me
Like I'm Nemo
I just want green
So I'm looking for Shego
If she not f*cking
Then she better leave hoe
Don't want that bitch
I'm out of her league yo
If we talk money
I'm blasting like Greedo
Bitches just stare
Like I'm wearing a speedo
No 2K
But I only shoot green though
Where did you learn to be talking like that
Mom didn't teach you bout getting the racks
I've had this shit in the motherf*cking bag
Never back down bitch where are you at
Skirt down the block
Like I'm driving a track
MW3 they be calling me Gaz
Cause no matter what
I'll always be strapped
Empty the place like I empty my mag
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English

No more friends
Like I put on the Vlone
Bitches be looking for me
Like I'm Nemo
I just want green
So I'm looking for Shego
If she not f*cking
Then she better leave hoe
Don't want that bitch
I'm out of her league yo
If we talk money
I'm blasting like Greedo
Bitches just stare
Like I'm wearing a speedo
No 2K
But I only shoot green though
Where did you learn to be talking like that
Mom didn't teach you bout getting the racks
I've had this shit in the motherf*cking bag
Never back down bitch where are you at
Skirt down the block
Like I'm driving a track
MW3 they be calling me Gaz
Cause no matter what
I'll always be strapped
Empty the place like I empty my mag

I don't give a f*ck
Cause I'm making that money
You running your mouth
Put a whole in your tummy
I'm stomping your face
Till that shit looking gummy
But that's not the reason
It be looking funny
I don't give a f*ck
Cause I'm making that money
You running your mouth
Put a whole in your tummy
I'm stomping your face
Till that shit looking gummy
But that's not the reason
It be looking funny

Bitch
Bitch
Bitch

Catch me outside
I'll make you regret it
These bitches just listen to me
Cause I said it
Said our relationship dying
I let it
She texting me shit
Then got mad
Cause I read it
Playing with Legos
I'm stacking these bricks
I'm hitting the bank
You hitting the licks
Yeah we not the same
You watching the flicks
That I make with your bitch
Up inside of my crib
You know I got neck pain
Maybe it's because my chains
Or because I turn my head
From all these bitches playing games
Pussy boy watch what you say
You don't even use your brain
If you do
I'll paint a picture with it
On this window pane

No more friends
Like I put on the Vlone
Bitches be looking for me
Like I'm Nemo
I just want green
So I'm looking for Shego
If she not f*cking
Then she better leave hoe
Don't want that bitch
I'm out of her league yo
If we talk money
I'm blasting like Greedo
Bitches just stare
Like I'm wearing a speedo
No 2K
But I only shoot green though
Where did you learn to be talking like that
Mom didn't teach you bout getting the racks
I've had this shit in the motherf*cking bag
Never back down bitch where are you at
Skirt down the block
Like I'm driving a track
MW3 they be calling me Gaz
Cause no matter what
I'll always be strapped
Empty the place like I empty my mag
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Jordan Peters
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