Текст песни Friends - JAMESTHEHIPPIE

I wouldnt put it over em
Thats the best motherfucker
Standing on the podium
Feeling like carti I been smoking on opium
They cant cope with the swag
I know they know its dumb
Faces pass
Sand falling down on an hour glass
See the shit
I bring silent enviornments
Inside of it
Cant hide or try dividing it
Inspired to
You watch me move
I keep the groove
I got the juice
Its dope I know its true
Yall blue like a punched face
Alerting security
Like a laptop in a suitcase
Who says
Whats the deal
These days dont feel real
I need bigger meal
Cant deal
With this whole spiel
Shoot with your bitch like spielberg
They aint like my big words
Extraterestrial dick thats inside her
Got 8 legs of the tour
I guess its a spider
Where my ride or die-ers
My humbled down criers
Bitch sit down please
Put your ass on a spire
Dire situation
Escalate
I fornicate
And formulate
The antidote
Like weed and coke
I sniff and smoke
Yall hust some blokes
Yall do choke like its 8 mile
Corny as fuck like its 8 mile
Stuck in detroit like its 8 mile
Yall aint ate in a good while
Yeah

Yeah
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