lirik lagu sob x rbe - endzone
[intro]
from parts unknown
sob rbe that’s the gang b-tch
[chorus: yhung t.o.]
yeah
i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ that friend zone (wit’ that friend zone)
i ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on (put my friends on)
i’m just tryna get you while your man gone (yeah)
i’ma rush it ’til a n-gga reach the endzone (yeah, yeah)
baby girl make that -ss pop (make that -ss pop)
-ss drop, she get nothin’ but backshots (she get nothin’ but backshots)
tote a big glock, try to run catch a backshot (catch a backshot)
baby throw that -ss and that check to my stash spot
i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ that friend zone (wit’ that friend zone)
i ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on (put my friends on)
i’m just tryna get you while your man gone
i’ma rush it ’til a n-gga reach the endzone
[verse 1: daboii]
chop get to spittin’ this b-tch fire like a manager
hit it from the back, she can’t move like i damaged her
let the chop go, this b-tch paint like a pedicure
free t, free pops, got me sheddin’ tears
aye, lil’ n-gga what’s your profit?
every gun got a ruler, what the f-ck is a stock clip? (yeah, yeah)
let them thangs blow if it’s funk like a thot b-tch
b-tch these margiela’s, lil’ n-gga these are not timbs (oh, no, no)
b-tch, and i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ that friend zone (wit’ that friend zone)
strictly only brothers, so don’t ask ’cause my friends gone (’cause my friends gone)
a ed hardy? lil’ n-gga, this a kenzo
big glock, make that b-tch spit now his hip gone
and i could name a couple hoes that i did wrong (yeah, yeah)
lost my bro to the feds so i sip strong
i don’t got the patience, you ain’t f-ckin’ b-tch get gone
you ain’t st-tch lip, let off shots now your lip gone
[chorus: yhung t.o.]
i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ that friend zone (wit’ that friend zone)
i ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on (put my friends on)
i’m just tryna get you while your man gone (yeah)
i’ma rush it ’til a n-gga reach the endzone (yeah, yeah)
baby girl make that -ss pop (make that -ss pop)
-ss drop, she get nothin’ but backshots (she get nothin’ but backshots)
tote a big glock, try to run catch a backshot (try to run catch a backshot)
baby throw that -ss and that check to my stash spot
[verse 2: yhung t.o.]
catch me runnin’ through the bands, d-mn
baby, know you f-ckin’ wit’ the man, d-mn
don’t understand what they sayin’ (oh, no, no)
’cause i won’t even speak if she less than a ten, yeah
i’ma p-ss to my mans, yeah
i be hot, need a fan, d-mn
big glock i can’t hold up my pants (oh, no, no)
and baby girl you know that you f-ckin’ wit’ the man
[chorus: yhung t.o.]
so, baby girl make that -ss pop (make that -ss pop)
-ss drop, she get nothin’ but backshots (she get nothin’ but backshots)
tote a big glock, try to run catch a backshot (try to run catch a backshot)
baby throw that -ss and that check to my stash spot (oh, no, no)
i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ that friend zone (friend zone)
i ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on (put my friends on)
i’m just tryna get you while your man gone (while your man gone)
i’ma rush it ’til a n-gga reach the endzone
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