Lyrics Friends - Young Pressure

What the fuck is a diss track
When you can't get your kid back
Hangin around fake friends something that you attract
Hangin round young girls Jared had em come back
Pedophile mother fucker bet you wanna touch that
Listen what I'm saying bitch you hearing all that dumb rap
Pussy boy say it to my face and get up off my nut sack
Nah you ain't my brother got some shit to uncover

This the last time that I speak on this topic
Let me stop it
Going in till death
No shame and regret blood stains on my vest bitch kill
You in broad day it was suitable
Words hurt to your core I'ma think my worst
Gotta worry first how to rinse my shirt
Nothing's ever been the same since my curse
And I'm laughing cause you got warts itch and burn
Take the pills your prescribed never do that's a lie
And you live in a rat house bitch you about to spazz out

Feline I don't care if he's dying
See me in the back of a church throwing peace signs
Time doesn't rewind blood in blood out the devil
Needs a red head infected pale
One app that you tap having sex with whales
Baby momma up in court
Doing all the right things cause you probably gave her warts
Every which way you getting played like a sport
Get up off the drugs no one giving you awards
If there's a train coming park in the middle this a darkness of riddles

What the fuck is a diss track
When you can't get your kid back
Hangin around fake friends something that you attract
Hangin round young girls Jared had em come back
Pedophile mother fucker bet you wanna touch that
Listen what I'm saying bitch you hearing all that dumb rap
Pussy boy say it to my face and get up off my nut sack
Nah you ain't my brother got some shit to uncover