Friends Lyrics - Fetty Wap

Yeah, God damn, yeah 

2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah 

If he been riding with you put your mans on, hah 

If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, hah 

Still never trust a soul what I stand for, yeah 

Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay 

That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? 

Yeah, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt 

Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first 

2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, yeah 

If he been riding with you put your mans on, yeah 

If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, yeah 

Still never trust a soul what I stand for, ay 

Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay 

That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? 

Ay, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt, ay 

Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first 

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Boss nigga, love to see my girl in Chanel stunting 

Me, Louis polo collared shirt, checkerboard buttons 

Still in the hood everyday like I ain't seen nothing 

Still in the trap everyday, might serve a fiend something 

Juuging round the Zoo, me and Zoovie making movies 

Leaving haters coolie, make 'em wonder how I do it 

Boss status, foreign automatics, and my body tatted 

VVS's, dollars in my mouth, I'm a money addict 

Niggas always talking, what they doing? I'm like yeah-yeah 

Niggas say he got it, still ain't paid his partner bail yet 

Me, I eyeball work, I need no scale, I do it well, yeah 

Play with me, I have your ass whacked quick, yeah-yeah 

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2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah 

If he been riding with you put your mans on, hah 

If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, hah 

Still never trust a soul what I stand for, yeah 

Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay 

That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? 

Yeah, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt 

Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first 

My lifestyle crazy, bitches wanna have my baby 

Chasing paper, even when I'm on the lean I'm never lazy 

A pussy nigga play, I'll send his ass straight to (?) 

Keep the Glock beside me like (?) these niggas out here shady 

Mob got me flexing, Wap turned me up a notch 

Everyday different out, different city, different thots 

Sex filled shawty, Glock 40 in the party 

Everyday I pop a tab, drink a (?), serving bad 

Pull up fast, they go fast, in and out, one stop shop 

Take my bitch to shop, got it off the block, play with Wap 

Get your top popped 

Living lavish in expensive fabrics 

I ain't always had 

Flexing on the old me back in counting on fleek 

2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah 

If he been riding with you put your mans on, hah 

If them niggas down witcha put your camp on, hah 

Still never trust a soul what I stand for, yeah 

Why them niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay 

That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for? 

Yeah, playing funny with my money get your ass hurt 

Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas first 

Zoo Gang, we a bunch of young niggas turned millionaires 

Get it right, young niggas money 

Finally a street nigga flooded out my cuban shit be blinding me 

Four Rollies and they iced out, got a shine on me 

Zoo god, got my 30 cars, it ain't no (?) 

I turn the crib into the gun range if they robbing me 

Extended clips get extended, his is like a lottery 

Shorty says she tryna to learn the way I whip that pottery 

I love it when she get nasty and make it slobbery 

I'm Zoovie, I'm from the Zoo Gang, who is stopping me? 

Make sure you niggas come correct, you tryna rock with me 

A lot of niggas screaming Zoo Gang and they gon' rob for free