not my frand... ˃: wonder (Ft. twikipedia)
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[Chorus: wonder]
Gotta get the bands, gotta get the bands
Money in my jeans, knives up in my pants
You ain't lookin good boy I'm not a fan
Why you talkin to me? Boy you not my friend
.40 clip yeah we know you wanna be shit
I don't think we'll click that lil' bitch is getting clipped quick
He mad at my riches that pussy broke and he bitchless
He been talkin reckless then he went and got his wig split
[Verse 1: wonder]
Man these bitches funny ha
You think that you know me
You think that we buddy buddy
I don't think about you I only think bout the money, yup
Try to call me back you ain't getting an answer from me (from me)
That bitch ain't getting my digits I think the hope diminished
These pussies testing my limits I'll bring them start to finish
Okay I might need a minute
Lately been feeling different I ain't ever in my feelings
I just back to grinning oh my bad touch my Raf
Fine but this could've been my bag
Oop this sad no price tag empty clip extendo mag
Okay I'm making another hit I'll fuck you and that lil' bitch
They ain't been doing zip I'm getting motherfucking rich
Gotta get the bands, gotta get the bands
Money in my jeans, knives up in my pants
You ain't lookin good boy I'm not a fan
Why you talkin to me? Boy you not my friend
.40 clip yeah we know you wanna be shit
I don't think we'll click that lil' bitch is getting clipped quick
He mad at my riches that pussy broke and he bitchless
He been talkin reckless then he went and got his wig split
[Verse 1: wonder]
Man these bitches funny ha
You think that you know me
You think that we buddy buddy
I don't think about you I only think bout the money, yup
Try to call me back you ain't getting an answer from me (from me)
That bitch ain't getting my digits I think the hope diminished
These pussies testing my limits I'll bring them start to finish
Okay I might need a minute
Lately been feeling different I ain't ever in my feelings
I just back to grinning oh my bad touch my Raf
Fine but this could've been my bag
Oop this sad no price tag empty clip extendo mag
Okay I'm making another hit I'll fuck you and that lil' bitch
They ain't been doing zip I'm getting motherfucking rich
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