Friend Zone - Lil Keed

Hah

Grimlin

Fuck poppin' bro

Mothafuckin' hard (Xan)

Slatt

Wrestlin'

Turn up, slimeball

Cars, we don’t rent those

Yeah, I be dripped out, think I got on pimp clothes

Yeah, see these big diamonds, look like pintos

In the AMG Benz truck, yeah, big bro

Bitches tryna cake up, hell nah, friend zone

Thirty on the Glock, make a nigga do the limbo

I’ma get some M, nigga, I’ma keep it trill, nigga

Yeah, if nigga 12, y’ain’t tell, y’ain’t spill, nigga

Make these niggas feel me, hunnid round drum leave a nightmare on Elm Street

Bitch, I slatt-slime with Zack Slime, yeah, we kill beef

Hotbox AMGs, and we had the cream seats

F&N tucked, it’ll make a grown man scream

Run that paper up, but never let it change me

Up that blicky up, and you know we leave a crime scene

Money the model, I’m in the 'nolia with lotto

Tell a free-auto

Lil' big dawg in the hood, you know that these niggas gon' follow

Yeah, yeah, double cup the drank, bih

Young nigga hold, don’t share no fear

When I drip out, you know it’s severe

I’m with the slimes, you know that we here

Slidin' with slime, you know that we here

Told that ho to check the

on the fuckin' drum, nigga, you a fuckin' bear

Cars, we don’t rent those

Yeah, I be dripped out, think I got on pimp clothes

Yeah, see these big diamonds, look like pintos

In the AMG Benz truck, yeah, big bro

Bitches tryna cake up, hell nah, friend zone

Thirty on the Glock, make a nigga do the limbo

I’ma get some M, nigga, I’ma keep it trill, nigga

Yeah, if nigga 12, y’ain’t tell, y’ain’t spill, nigga

Yeah, I get real high, smokin' cookie runts

Yeah, yeah, I get real high, yeah, I get dripped out

Yeah, I get real fly, yeah, you a guest, man

You the wingman, she’ll do one ho, don’t get no damn chance

Son these hoes, that’s a no-no

But all I know, I’m finna blow

Yeah, yeah, hit the road

Yeah, diamonds ocean water, you can park a fuckin' boat there

Yeah, Balmain jeans

I thumb through the paper, a lotta blue cheese

Got seventy hoes, yeah, nigga get green

I save up the load, don’t get in between

He havin' pressure, you know where I be

I’m on the Ave, you know I ain’t safe

I’m wantin' you now, you know I ain’t safe

To the PJ, go and get the M

Cars, we don’t rent those

Yeah, I be dripped out, think I got on pimp clothes

Yeah, see these big diamonds, look like pintos

In the AMG Benz truck, yeah, big bro

Bitches tryna cake up, hell nah, friend zone

Thirty on the Glock, make a nigga do the limbo

I’ma get some M, nigga, I’ma keep it trill, nigga

Yeah, if nigga 12, y’ain’t tell, y’ain’t spill, nigga