Fake Friends

Look at me, check out the vibes from above
Holy water drip from my eyes, let it run
Down to my chest to the chain, let it flood
VVS shine, no don’t stare at the sun
Riding in the merc’, yeah
I just popped a perc, yeah
I'm with the gang
Runnin’ errands, making bands
I ain’t fucking going out
Unless I die with a bang
Trapping with the boys
Making bank with the contraband
Hoppin’ out the Benz, yeah
Chilling in the Phantom
Haters gonna be hurting
Cuz my music’s venom
Y’all are runnin’ round
Throwing tantrums
Cuz me and the gang,
We about to go platinum
I got fake friends all up in my DMs,
I don’t wanna see em,
I don’t wanna see em
Fuck what they say, yeah
Fuck what they know, yeah
Fuck what they feel, and
Fuck what they do
Louis wallet bursting through the seems
Trapping with the team
Through the city in a limousine
Shit you’ve never seen
We been strapping since we 17
Living out the dream
I don’t really care what you have to say
‘Cuz you know very well that I don’t play
You’re always talking shit, ya better learn how to pray
You know I’m coming for ya, so get ready to pay
Pull up with my Draco, you know I never miss
Fully automatic, you know I’m with the shits
Takin shots to the chest, now I’m shaking off the vest
They tryin’ at their best, but I’m finally fuckin’ blessed
I got fake friends all up in my DMs
I don’t wanna see em
I don’t wanna see em
Fuck what they say, yeah
Fuck what they know, yeah
Fuck what they feel, and
Fuck what they do
Louis wallet bursting through the seems
Trapping with the team
Through the city in a limousine
Shit you’ve never seen
We been strapping since we 17
Living out the dream