Lyrics
Just got off the phone, was kickin' it with a day one
Set a 50 thousand play for him, I ain't make nothin', and I don't want to
They been askin' us for the weed, they don't want juice
Tell a bitch, "Come through" 'cause we got Runtz too (yeah)
Heard the Wham in, lookin' for the white? We got grams in
And this bitch take ten, I ain't tryna kick it with no fake friends
I ain't e'en tryna make friends
Youngin kill for free, what you think he'd do for eight bands?
Switch on me, I ain't stoppin', this a chase then
Speed up, re-up, ain't even 5 yet, I done poured three cups
Lil' nigga, pipe down, you ain't write when I was gone, don't write now (no)
When you on the road, bring that price down
Still'll get 'em sold for the eight, 30 hos with me doin' shows in the H
Hit my phone with the drank, not a pint, bitch, a case
Free my nigga Dunk doin' life for the game
Got a chain for you and I got some change for you
Freed up, nah, I'm still the same, brother
Ever caught him in the club, know we rained on him
Fuck niggas, niggas can't fuck with me
Cuban on buck 50, AP two hun'
I'm puttin' a quarter on a nigga if I lose somethin'
Hunt 'em when 'em shooters come, two where we left him
Trap on the way, then Merey next
Free BH, HGH, OxyContins, we in three states
Roxies, sebastians, we got IDs
Wholesale, 20 pages, 35 Gs
If you ain't got it out the mud, you ain't like me
If you ain't still bustin' juggs, you ain't like me
50 strong in the hood, nigga, ten chops
Let a nigga play with us, well, you bet' not
Trap phone jumpin', Backwood musty
Yeah, I'm still dissin', you don't like it, nigga, fuck you
You ain't write me, nigga, fuck you
Got indicted, still thuggin'
Ain't nothin' for a bitch, everything for my brother
Had some problems with my uncle, fell back for my mama
I'll give it to you easy, but you ain't takin' nothin' from me
Put the hood on my back, we against all odds
Bitch poured a big four, might as well drop five
Never gon' block that, hold it down, I'm trappin'
I ain't got no beef for cookin' shit, simmer it down
Niggas wanna fuck with us 'cause we done figured it out
I hope Audi get bigger than me
Can't be fucked with, bigger than Meech
I ain't poppin' on the trappin' shit, I'm killin' the streets
If we ever grow apart, just know it's all love
Ain't no run outs in the garage, nigga, this all us
Brabus, lace the V1s
Hit a line if you need one
Lambs and shit
Still runnin' through them grams and sh-
42 Dugg - Fake Friends
"Fake Friends" by 42 Dugg is a powerful anthem that speaks to the struggles of trust and loyalty in relationships. With its catchy hook and hard-hitting lyrics, the song has resonated with many fans, becoming increasingly popular in the hip-hop scene. The track captures the emotional toll of recognizing who really has your back, making it relatable and impactful for listeners who have experienced betrayal.
- Artist: 42 Dugg
- Lyrics/Music Author: 42 Dugg
- Release Year: 2020
- Style/Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap
In addition to "Fake Friends," 42 Dugg has released other hits that explore similar themes of loyalty and authenticity, appealing to the experiences of many. Fans of his music also enjoy tracks by artists like Lil Baby and DaBaby, who share a commitment to expressing real-life struggles through their sound.