Tell Ya Friends

[Intro: Fabolous]

You know them hoes don't want to see you happy baby, yeah

[Verse 1: Fabolous]

Make sure you tell 'em every detail

Make sure you CC 'em on that email

Talk how that Mercedes gettin' detailed

Mention that new C.C. bag at retail

Them hoes be jel, never wish me well

Told my lady that I'm leggin' bitches like I'm Miguel

Big mouth bitch, we just call her Gmail

You know everybody had her Gmail

My nigga Craig said, "Deebo, that's a female"

I say she fuckin' like a nigga, that's a she-male

Every crew got a Shady one just like D12

All she ride is dick, you ridin' that V12

In that S6, talking on a 6S

Not no gossip, just makin' moves and success

These bitches flexin' on a baller alert

Guess they don't know, that's a bitch who need baller allure

(Oh you ain't know) Gossip just a broke people sport

(Oh you ain't know) Deep pockets, even deeper thoughts

(Oh you ain't know) Snakes in the grass, keep it short

(Oh you ain't know) Free Wi-Fi and it's cheap to talk, so, go...

[Chorus: The Weeknd]

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen

How I roll, how I be on the low (whoooa ohh-whoa)

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell your friends about it

I'm that nigga with the hair

Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill

[Verse 2: Fabolous]

She don't want the key to your heart

She want the key to your whip

If she had the key to your heart, she'll prolly key up your whip

I'm tellin' her, egos trip but the humble doesn't stumble, baby

You feelin' yo'self, I'm the one that numb you, baby

I seen it come together and I seen it crumble, baby

Let them keep score, we just do our numbers, baby

Everybody talkin', I feel like a trendin' topic

Hashtag, I bet your mouth bigger than your pocket

I got you and your bag, new Céline

Got you Young Fly, FawwwkUMean

Let them groupies chat in the group chat

Niggas tryna shoot they shot but don't know where the hoops at

Bitch you know I'm ballin', if you smart, you would recruit that

Niggas catchin' plays, ask me where the alley-oop's at

Man you know this game is vicious

All they want is fame and riches

Wifin' up the lamest bitches and they tellin' same as snitches

So...

[Chorus: The Weeknd]

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen

How I roll, how I be on the low (whoooa ohh-whoa-ohh)

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell your friends about it

I'm that nigga with the hair

Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill

[Interlude: Phendi]

Listen, me and my bitches are like sisters

So of course we gonna give our opinion on everything ok cool, granted P I'm never the type of female the call my bitches haters

If they give they opinion on my relationship

If my relationship is fucked up, but bitch

If I tell you I'm happy my relationship

If I tell you I'm happy with my nigga

Just be happy that I'm happy

Bitch, I ain't gotta lie to you, I'm grown

And they always wanna bring up what ya nigga did in the past

Okay cool, you was a hoe in past, bitch, I stood by you

[Verse 3: The Weeknd]

My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual

She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral

Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems

Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon

And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke

I used to roam around the town when I was homeless

Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans

And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix

Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices

Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices

And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices

They told me not to fall in love, the shit is pointless

Yeah, that shit is pointless

They told me not to fall in love, the shit is pointless

Yeah, that shit is pointless

They told me not to fall in love, the shit is pointless

[Chorus: The Weeknd]

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen (ooooh-ohhh)

How I roll, how I be on the low

(Woooooooooooooooooooohhh, wooooooooooooohhhhh)

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell your friends about it

I'm that nigga with the hair

Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill

[Street Fighter Outro]

Round 1, fight

Hadoken

This nigga, get this nigga, let's go, shit

Huhh you always playin' this damn video game

Look man, this video game classic man, you ain't even know

Ya phone is ringing, it's your ex, you gonna answer it?

You answer it

Aight, hello