MIA Ghost - No Friends (feat. Geeoutto)
They like "Ghost and Gee back damn not again"
All family not yo blood I brought my niggas in
All contact nigga we ain't shooting cribs
Out in public with my ski mask they don't know who I'm is
I'm a Merrill hood baby that's just what it is
That bitch better get a abortion ion want no kid
Sick, I done flip boy whip gave them the wrong lift
Sent my niggas too his crib he got the wrong gift
Niggas silly could've sworn niggas had sense
I done had plenty so I'm good on a bad bitch
She keep begging for some pape, get her ass spent
Niggas bragging bout some shit we did past tense
Could've sworn my nigga fucked, you got a foul bitch
Since he gifted
Since he gifted box him up like Rod Rich
PLR don't got no weight like a bad bitch
Ion need a flash drive I can't save a bitch
What I candle is blow this glock you better make a wish
Stop playing, I'm the wrong nigga to be playing with
Them niggas fell out bout some pussy ain't that bouta bitch
If they fell out over some pussy ain't that bout a bitch?
If I ain't got it then I'm taken like I got a bitch
Get a nigga burnt leave him crispy like he dropped a fit
Rap niggas got a thousand songs still ain't dropping shit
My last bitch mad at me I told her drop her fit
Ion see how you in if you ain't tryna win
Screaming gang gang till the end ion need no friends
Take yo own route stop doing shit everybody can
Off the pills I feel different ion know who I am
Stop tryna worry bout me worry bout them
Name hold weight like some bar bells in the gym
Told Ghost chill he took his life but he ah never steal
Bro ah pop you, pop yo mans, then pop a pill
Dog down talking to his man's almost got them killed
This ain't fortnight you can't heal you ain't got no shield
Fill a bitch head with lies she don't know how to feel
I'm a thug you at practice in the wrong field
Brody rolling off a RP that's a strong pill
Left that bitch right in the past and say she wrong still
K shoot you gone hear whistles like kill bill
Bitch my heat on me I ain't tryna Netflix and chill
This nigga switched up on the gang how the fuck you real
Dukes seen the chop in my pants I couldn't tuck it in
Backstabbed time after time I can't love again
Them niggas ain't fuckin wit us we don't fuck wit them
Beating that bitch phone for attention you a fuckin simp
My nigga re got popped and took it like a champ
Lil niggas getting stepped on I think they need some help
Written by:
Gee Outto, MIA Ghost
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