Friends - Sada Baby

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