Sight Yung Frendi

*kimj with the heat*
*Yung Frendi, you killed that shit*

[Hook]:
Blow up with your bitch like a dynamite
We get high like a satellite
Where is your mans, he outta sight
Where is your mans, he outta sight yeah
Blow up with your bitch like a dynamite
We get high like a satellite
Where is your mans, he outta sight
Where is your mans, he outta sight yeah

[Verse 1]:
You've been caught up, you've been caught up in the mix yeah
Yung Frendi, 408, I do tricks yeah
No magic, but I ball Vucevic, yeah
No cap, but you move like a bitch yeah
Switch up on a nigga, man all that shit fake
Yung Frendi be stackin, yeah I got all the cake
Baby I'm a drip star, stas' on my Bape
Let a nigga try me, shoot 'em in the face

[Bridge 1]:
Hearts on my Cardi, like Uzi won't love you
If you not gang bitch then I cannot trust you
We rollin deep and we ready to press you
We rollin deep and we ready to cut you