Fetty Wap, 4K Tay, Yung Ralph - Friends lyrics

Yeah, God damn, yeah

2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah
If he been riding with you put your mans on
Hah
If them niggas down witcha put your camp on
Hah
Still never trust a soul what I stand for
Yeah why them niggas moving from you
With the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie
Why the fuck they shaking hands for?
Yeah, playing funny with my money
Get your ass hurt
Yeah, before I get you right
Get the gas first
2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, yeah
If he been riding with you put your mans on
Yeah
If them niggas down witcha put your camp on
Yeah
Still never trust a soul what I stand for, ay
Why them niggas moving from you
With the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie
Why the fuck they shaking hands for?
Ay, playing funny with my money
Get your ass hurt, ay
Yeah, before I get you right
Get the gas first

Boss nigga
Love to see my girl in Chanel stunting
Me, Louis polo collared shirt
Checkerboard buttons
Still in the hood everyday like
I ain't seen nothing
Still in the trap everyday
Might serve a fiend something
Juuging round the Zoo
Me and Zoovie making movies
Leaving haters coolie
Make 'em wonder how I do it
Boss status, foreign automatics
And my body tatted
VVS's, dollars in my mouth
I'm a money addict niggas always talking
What they doing? I'm like yeah, yeah
Niggas say he got it
Still ain't paid his partner bail yet
Me, I eyeball work, I need
No scale, I do it well, yeah
Play with me, I have your ass whacked quick
Yeah, yeah

2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah
If he been riding with you put your mans on
Hah
If them niggas down witcha put your camp on
Hah
Still never trust a soul what I stand for
Yeah why them niggas moving from you
With the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie
Why the fuck they shaking hands for?
Yeah, playing funny with my money
Get your ass hurt
Yeah, before I get you right
Get the gas first

My lifestyle crazy
Bitches wanna have my baby chasing paper
Even when I'm on the lean I'm never lazy
A pussy nigga play
I'll send his ass straight to
Keep the Glock beside me like
These niggas out here shady
Mob got me flexing, Wap turned me up a notch
Everyday different out, different city
Different thots
Sex filled shawty, Glock 40 in the party
Everyday I pop a tab, drink a, serving bad
Pull up fast, they go fast, in and out
One stop shop
Take my bitch to shop, got it off the block
Play with Wap get your top popped
Living lavish in expensive fabrics
I ain't always had
Flexing on the old me back
In counting on fleek

2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah
If he been riding with you put your mans on
Hah
If them niggas down witcha put your camp on
Hah
Still never trust a soul what I stand for
Yeah why them niggas moving from you
With the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie
Why the fuck they shaking hands for?
Yeah, playing funny with my money
Get your ass hurt
Yeah, before I get you right
Get the gas first

Zoo Gang, we a bunch of young
Niggas turned millionaires
Get it right, young niggas money
Finally a street nigga flooded out my
Cuban shit be blinding me
Four Rollies and they iced out
Got a shine on me
Zoo god, got my 30 cars, it ain't no
I turn the crib into the gun
Range if they robbing me
Extended clips get extended
His is like a lottery
Shorty says she tryna to learn the
Way I whip that pottery
I love it when she get
Nasty and make it slobbery
I'm Zoovie, I'm from the Zoo Gang
Who is stopping me?
Make sure you niggas come correct
You tryna rock with me
A lot of niggas screaming Zoo Gang
And they gon' rob for free