Old Friends lyrics

[Chorus]
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n*ggas shook the pen
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n*ggas shook the pen
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Lamborghini, Ventador
Man I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want no f*cking smoke
It gone be a war again
I tote nothing but big Glocks
Shoot you in your organ

[Verse 1]
Ride my n*gga to the death
Yea Imma ride my n*gga to the death
And my flag hang on the right
And my b*tch flag hang on the left
My b*tch crippin, crippin, crippin
She been trippin, trippin, trippin
I can't wait to catch an opp slippin
If they shake junt she sh*t skripin
I got n*ggas in the penitentiary
n*gga they’ll cut yo finger
You ain’t no gang banger if you don’t know how to twist your fingers
All you rap n*ggas dead
Imma go like Drake, Imma gonna start singin (ooh-ooh)
If you cool with the Opps (gang-gang)
n*gga know Im just gonna spank 'em
Beat the pus*y like Flloyd, yeah
Beat the pus*y like Flloyd
Imma ex lounch to Atlanta kick it with Mr. Ronalds
These ratting ass migas love to tell
They know that I've got good drug to sell
They know that they b*tch love to play
They know that they b*tch love to tell
[Chorus]
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n*ggas shoot the pan
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n*ggas shoot the pan
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Lamborghini, Ventador
Man I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want a f*cking smoke
It gone be a war again
I tote them big Glocks
Shoot you in your organs

[Verse 2]
Why you pull me over, cuz' you black (What)
Why my aunty ???, cuz' she crashed (Up)
Why you cut this sh*t out, cuz' it's wet (Garbige)
I don't like when a n*gga stand behind my back (bodered me)
You wanna get hitted with the Mac (Yeah)
I just cought another flag (Uh)
This my third year going in
Imma do another lap (Gang)
Donald Trump f*ckin' on everythang
This n*gga need to go get slapped (Yeah)
Be careful how you throw up at California
Man that terrified you for a strap (Foreal)
[Chorus]
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n*ggas shoot the pan
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n*ggas shoot the pan
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Lamborghini, Ventador
Man I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want a f*cking smoke
It gone be a war again
I tote them big Glocks
Shoot you in your organs