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"Friends" is a track by Fetty Wap, from the album Zoovier, released 21st November 2016. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] Yeah, God damn, yeah [Chorus: Fetty Wap] 2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah If he been riding with you put your mans on, hah If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, hah Still never trust a soul what I stand for, yeah Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? Yeah, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first 2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, yeah If he been riding with you put your mans on, yeah If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, yeah Still never trust a soul what I stand for, ay Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? Ay, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt, ay Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first [Verse 1: Yung Ralph] Boss nigga, love to see my girl in Chanel stunting Me, Louis polo collared shirt, checkerboard buttons Still in the hood everyday like I ain't seen nothing Still in the trap everyday, might serve a fiend something Juuging round the Zoo, me and Zoovie making movies Leaving haters coolie, make 'em wonder how I do it Boss status, foreign automatics, and my body tatted VVS's, dollars in my mouth, I'm a money addict Niggas always talking, what they doing? I'm like yeah-yeah Niggas say he got it, still ain't paid his partner bail yet Me, I eyeball work, I need no scale, I do it well, yeah Play with me, I have your ass whacked quick, yeah-yeah [Chorus: Fetty Wap] 2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah If he been riding with you put your mans on, hah If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, hah Still never trust a soul what I stand for, yeah Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? Yeah, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first [Verse 2: 4k Tayy] My lifestyle crazy, bitches wanna have my baby Chasing paper, even when I'm on the lean I'm never lazy A pussy nigga play, I'll send his ass straight to (?) Keep the Glock beside me like (?) these niggas out here shady Mob got me flexing, Wap turned me up a notch Everyday different out, different city, different thots Sex filled shawty, Glock 40 in the party Everyday I pop a tab, drink a (?), serving bad Pull up fast, they go fast, in and out, one stop shop Take my bitch to shop, got it off the block, play with Wap Get your top popped Living lavish in expensive fabrics I ain't always had Flexing on the old me back in counting on fleek [Chorus: Fetty Wap] 2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah If he been riding with you put your mans on, hah If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, hah Still never trust a soul what I stand for, yeah Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? Yeah, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first [Verse 3: Fetty Wap] Zoo Gang, we a bunch of young niggas turned millionaires Get it right, young niggas money Finally a street nigga flooded out my cuban shit be blinding me Four Rollies and they iced out, got a shine on me Zoo god, got my 30 cars, it ain't no (?) I turn the crib into the gun range if they robbing me Extended clips get extended, his is like a lottery Shorty says she tryna to learn the way I whip that pottery I love it when she get nasty and make it slobbery I'm Zoovie, I'm from the Zoo Gang, who is stopping me? Make sure you niggas come correct, you tryna rock with me A lot of niggas screaming Zoo Gang and they gon' rob for free
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