Newfame - 250 Mics Lyrics

F*ck a friend aye
F*ck a friend aye
F*ck a friend aye
F*ck a friend aye
Aye

Pree the cadence
I'm tired of waiting
I'm done with patience
Givenchy scent
She can smell the fragrance
Fix my thoughts
We are under maintenance
Try to help
You can keep the fake shit
Everyone is makeshift
All these bitches know is how to suck and take dick
Hope this is a face lift
In a world of lies
Where
Everyone is living but they hope to die
I try to cope with mine
With no hope in mind
Ion f*ck with soda
But i got coke in mind
Make her hit the pipe
While she stroking mine
Nigga life's a game
Well it's token time

F*ck a friend aye
F*ck a friend aye
F*ck a friend aye
F*ck a friend aye
Aye

Tryna please the people also tryna get my mind right
Bitches be so evil
What she doin for a Klondike
Ion get attention
Tell me what the f*cks a limelight
Shit be lookin perfect cuz you see it from a hindsight
Ion follow rules
Ion play it by the guidelines
I been in the game
Niggas hating from the sidelines