FRIENDS

[Intro]
Grimecore

[Verse 1: Psych]
She don't talk so we're not really friends anymore
She don't talk so we're not really friends anymore
She don't talk so we're not really friends anymore
When it comes to grime, pussy, you gon' get the back seat
Beat him up and bleed him out, leave him in the backstreet
I hate all this, this isn't a joke, please fuck me
But I hate you the most because for some reason you love me

[Verse 2: Lei]
I got all the guns, I just like to tote 'em (Lei)
I got all these bands, I just like to hold 'em
30, don't hurt me
All these beans, g-get me worried
They ain't finna come outside, they don't want smoke
I done really came up from totin' poles
Yeah, I made him walk home with a bloody nose
Yeah, we could've been friends, now we really foes

[Verse 3: killtak]
You piss me off, bitch, I hate you
Fucking tweak out, bitch, I'm smoking on that K2
If you don't wanna fuck, I won't make you
On the Titanic, bitch, I'm about to paint you
It's the same old me with the same old clout
I'm insane, buddy, talking and I'm stomping out his mouth
Walking 'round town stupid, now I know I let you down
And I tried to catch Toga in the pool but he drowned
Bitch I'm moving like a monkey
I'm not a cow, stupid whore, yeah I'm a donkey
Dickhead, what you say you can't stop me
I'm not gay but I'm giving out that sloppy
Seconds, shut up, bitch, yeah, top me
Me and Grime pull up to your motherfucking party
Drop dead like a 1940s commie
Don't hit my phone, don't you even try to call me