Lyrics Friends - Sada Baby

Friends

Got back in my one groove
Wasn’t feelin' none that other shit
Hmm, this that
I wasn’t feelin' none that other shit
Nah, but this that
The opps ain’t ready for what bome with this
Huh, huh, it’s a mismatch
Huh, I wasn’t feelin' none of that other shit (Feelin' none of that other shit)
But this that (This that, this that)
Ain’t ready for what bome with this (The opps ain’t ready)
It’s a mismatch (Mismatch)
I ain’t wanna use no autotune
Just for me to get it through
Naw, I’m high and I’m just playin' with it
Ah, said, fuck is you sayin', nigga?
Huh, I get it goin', I’m the man, nigga
Is you an opp or a motherfuckin' fan, nigga?
Don’t let it go over your head, huh, I don’t understand niggas
You the police, you be hangin' with the feds, nigga
Me and mines gon' eat, I ain’t gotta say I fed niggas
If you looked out for me back in the day, that’s why you stand with m, huh
Locked in 5L, how it slid with me
Huh, wasn’t my doin', that was God’s plan
Niggas be actin' lik my kids, I’m just a god-daddy
Don’t imitate no sucker shit, I learned that from my daddy
Guns all in Ham Escalade like it’s my Caddy
MCA don’t mean shit, nigga, why lie?
MCB cook the beef like Five Guys
Yeah, uh, guess which one I’m is, serve 'em with the fries
Huh, huh, death combo, nigga, supersize
Huh, make a nigga leak red for a white lie
Yeah, I got, huh, white with me, not no white guy
I’d have the same attitude if I was 5'9″
But I’m 6'2″ with a Five-seveN reppin' 55
Yeah, boy, you a pussy—
He a pussy, but he ain’t gon' die nine times
Hit him in the head, a hole in one with that nine iron
With that nine iron
I’m a felon, huh
I can’t have no guns around me, but my arm fire
Huh, I can’t love another bitch 'cause my heart tired
Air him out, wet the whip up while the car in drive
Fell off in love with the violence quick as hell
Yeah, I’m too in touch with my darker side
Yeah, I don’t know where the dark reside
A ho can’t catch me in her web 'less Peter Parker died
Yeah, bitch, fuck your web of lies
Huh, I’ma tell the truth every fuckin' time
Huh, we got guns and we shoot every fuckin' kind
Huh, fuck a thot head up, watch me hump her mind
Fuck a fender bender, send a nigga bumper flyin'
That AR stop traffic, caution signs
AR stop traffic, hazard lights
I want the big sister 'cause it’s fatter, right?
She suck dick and take trips, that’s her life
Somebody gotta do it, that’s alright
He found out it was his sister, that’s a fight
I’ma go’n knock him out, night, night
You ever seen a nigga go night, night, nigga?
Huh, get him gone, that’s what I like nigga, uh
Leave him on like a night light, nigga, huh
Cut him off when the sun bome up
I’ll bust a nigga baby if his son run up
Nah, I ain’t gon' shoot the kids, I’m just gon' hit him
Huh, gon' shoot the kids, nah, I ain’t gon' kill, huh
Nah, I ain’t gon' kill the kids, but I’ma shoot his ass
Huh, huh, through his ass, huh
Free Colt, chopper throw, it shoot through his ass
Skuba cobra, the machine be done blew your ass
My best friend’ll kill your best friend, don’t move too fast, duh