FRIENDS lyrics
by nascar aloe
b*tch I'm Nascar, who are you?
Yeah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
(All my friends are dead)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
(All my friends are dead)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
f*ck yo life, f*ck yo life, f*ck yo life, f*ck yo life
I’ma cut you with a knife, then go ghost like poltergeist
Don't get f*cked up, I'm with my goons
b*tch, you’ll end up on the news
Second degree like a murder
I'm smoking green life a furnace
[?] 'till you burn, I'm in this b*tch and I'm turnt
I'm in this b*tch and I'm gone, huh
Your paper thin like a thong, smoking on gas and it's strong
Two hoes and they looking like twins
I’m a dog like my best friend is Finn
Chop you up, put your ass in a bin
Pour some acid, watch your body disint-
-egrate, I am so great
I’m Alexandеr the Great
She sniffing cokе off a plate
f*ck with us, b*tch, you get slain, ay
b*tch
Hit with a stick, you get hit with a dirty stick
[?] b*tch
All my friends are dead
[?]
Get your b*tch ass dropped
You get hit with a stick, you get hit with a stick, boom
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
[Adlibs]
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
(All my friends are dead)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
(All my friends are dead)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
(All my friends are dead)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
(All my friends are dead)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah