Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Endzone , by - SOB X RBE. Song from the album SOB X RBE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 22.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SOB X RBE
Song language: English
Endzone |
| I ain’t fucking with that friend zone |
| I ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on |
| I’m just tryna get you while your man gone |
| I’ma rush it til a nigga reach the endzone |
| Baby girl make that ass pop |
| Ass shots, she gets nothing but backshots |
| Tote a big Glock, try to run catch a backshot |
| Baby throw that ass and that check to my stash spot |
| I ain’t fucking with that friend zone |
| I ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on |
| I’m just tryna get you while your man gone |
| I’ma rush it til a nigga reach the endzone |
| Chop get this business, bitch fire like a manager |
| Hit it from the back, she can’t move like I damaged her |
| Let the chop go, this bitch paint like a pedicure |
| Free T, free pops, got me shedding tears |
| Lil nigga what’s your profit? |
| Every gun got a ruler, what the fuck is a stock clip? |
| Let them thangs blow if it’s funk like a thot bitch |
| Bitch it’s Margielas, lil nigga these are not Timbs |
| Bitch, and I ain’t fucking with that friend zone |
| Strictly only brothers so don’t ask cause my friends gone |
| An Ed Hardy lil nigga, this a kenzo |
| Big Glock, make that bitch spit now his hip’s gone |
| And I could name a couple hoes that I did wrong |
| Lost my bro to the feds so I sip strong |
| I don’t got the patience, you ain’t fucking bitch get gone |
| You ain’t stitch lip, let off shots now your lip gone |
| I ain’t fucking with that friend zone |
| I ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on |
| I’m just tryna get you while your man gone |
| I’ma rush it til a nigga reach the endzone |
| Baby girl make that ass pop |
| Ass shots, she gets nothing but backshots |
| Tote a big Glock, try to run catch a backshot |
| Baby throw that ass and that check to my stash spot |
| Catch me running through the bands |
| Baby, you know you fucking with the man |
| Damn, don’t understand what they saying |
| Cause I won’t even speak if she less than a ten |
| Yeah, I’ma pass to my mans |
| I be hot, need a fan |
| Damn, big Glock I can’t hold up my pants |
| And baby girl you know that you fucking with the man |
| Baby girl make that ass pop |
| Ass shots, she gets nothing but backshots |
| Tote a big Glock, try to run catch a backshot |
| Baby throw that ass and that check to my stash spot |
| I ain’t fucking with that friend zone |
| I ain’t even hit it once, she put my friends on |
| I’m just tryna get you while your man gone |
| I’ma rush it til a nigga reach the endzone |