Blac Youngsta - Old Friends lyrics

Whip it again, whip it again My lil’n***as shoot the pan (x2) Old friend, old friend Man I miss my old friends. (x2) Lamborghini, Ventador Man I miss my old rims Kick a door, hit the floor I came for you boyfriend You don’t want a f*****g smoke It gone be a war again I tote them big Glocks Shoot you in your organs Ride my n***a to the d**h And I’ll ride my n***a to the d**h And my flag hang on the right And my b***h flag hang on the left My b***h crippin crippin crippin She been trippin trippin trippin I can’t wait to lake kids of sleepin If they shake junt she s**t skripin I ain’t gotta let n***as pay attantion n***a just cut your friend He ain’t no gang banger If he don’t know how to twist your finger All you rap n***as dead Imma go like Drake, Imma gonna start singin If you cool with the Opps n***a know Im just gonna spank em’ Beat the p***y like Flloyd yeah Beat the p***y like Flloyd Imma ex lounch to Atlanta kick it with Mr.Ronalds They .. that lil’n***a love to tell They know that I’ve got good drug to sell They know that they b***h love to play They know that they b***h love to tell. Whip it again, whip it again My lil’n***as shoot the pan (x2) Old friend, old friend Man I miss my old friend (x2) You don’t want a f*****g smoke It gone be a war again I tote them big Glocks Shoot you in your organs. Why you pull me over-cuz’ you black (What) Why my aunty ..- cuz’ she crashed Why you cut this s**t out -cuz’ it’s wet (Garbige) I don’t like when a n***a stand behind my back (bodered me) You wanna go hit with the Mac I just cought another flag This my third year going in Imma do another lap (Gang) Donald Trump f**in’ on everythang This n***a need to go get slapped Be careful how you throw up at California Man that terrified you for a strap (Foreal) Whip it again, whip it again My lil’n***as shoot the pan (x2) Old friend, old friend Man I miss my old friends (x2) Lamborghini, Ventador Man I miss my old rims Kick a door, hit the floor I came for you boyfriend You don’t want a f*****g smoke It gone be a war again I tote them big Glocks Shoot you in your organsss.