Murda Beatz - Fefe

It's fuckin' Tr3yway
King of New York, lookin' for the Queen
Uh, you got the right one
Hmm, l-let these, let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
Queens, Brooklyn (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

Pussy got that wet, wet
Got that drip, drip
Got that super soaker
Hit that
She a fefe
Her name Keke
She eat my dick
Like it's free, free
I don't even know like
Why I did that
I don't even know like
Why I hit that
All I know is
That I just can't wife that
Talk to her nice
So she won't fight back
Turn around and hit it
From the back, back, back
Bend her down
Then I make it clap, clap, clap

I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no

Draco got that kick-back
When I blow that
They all do track
They don't shoot back
One shot, close range
Red dot, head tight
Yeah, I did that
Yeah, I live that
Call a Uber
With my shooter
With a Ruger
We gon' do ya
Niggas say
They killin' people
But I really
Fuckin' do it

I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no

He-he tryna sixty-nine
Like Tekashi, call him papi
Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky
I'm from New York, so I'm cocky
Say he fuckin' with my posse
Copped me Khloé like Kardashi'
Keep this pussy in Versace
Said I'm pretty like Tinashe

Put-put it all up in his face
Did I catch a case
Pussy game just caught a body
But I never leave a trace
Face is pretty, ass for days
I get chips, I ask for Lay's
I just sit back and when he done
I be like: yo, how'd it taste (Yo, how'd it taste) I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no

Ayo, Draco got that kick-back
When it kick-back, you can't get yo shit back
In fact this that bitch that
I hate small talk, I don't fuck with chit-chat
AC just stopped workin'
So they hit me, told me bring my wrist back
Come through rockin' fashions
That got all these bitches like: yo, what's that

I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no

Eenie meenie miney moe
I catch a ho right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki
Kick that ho right through the door (Tr3yway)
I don't really want no friends
My old ho just bought this Benz
Nicki just hopped in this shit
Now I won't see that bitch again

Eenie meenie miney moe
I catch a ho right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki
Kick that ho right through the door (Tr3yway)

Hmm, Young Money
Young Money bunny
Colorful hair, don't care

I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no

Scum Gang