Che Pope - Tell Your Friends (MET Gala Remix) lyrics

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Che Pope - Tell Your Friends (MET Gala Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] We are not the same, I am too reckless I'm not tryna go in that direction These n***as, they been doin' too much flexin' And they about to call the wrong attention And I don't got no patience, no more testin' I do sh** how I want, don't need no blessin' XO n***as ain't nothin' to mess with Nobody stoppin' us, oh no, we destined And everybody 'round you is so basic I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist I don't drink my liquor with a chase in That money is the only thing I'm chasin' And some dope dimes on some coke lines Gimme head all night, cum four times Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound Do some, do some [Hook] Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be on the low Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it [Verse 2: Nas] Met Gala 42, but I f** 'em like I'm 22 Backing and hanging that's all I do I've been through aunties and mamas Now its they daughters turn I done ran through money but I got more to burn Windows tinted, indo in it I got that je ne sais quoi, a gla** of Henny then muah Here some freestyle, kiss them other lips wow Bedroom bruises like we did Jiu-Jitsu That official dick down Spiritual chakras, frequency I'm her holistic doctor, treatments frequently Put her on a elevator to a higher self Like Monte Carlo to acquire wealth New dough I'm getting, the biggest my man hit me said 'let me hold something before them hoes get it' OG flow, tailored clothes The type to wear tuxedos with 40 belows Can drop a BB out a spray-can Driving down Cullens, Nas be wildin' Rich n***a problems I've been pimpin' since Big Pimpin', been pimpin' Jazzy Jeff hoes out the door, Fresh Prince sh** Go tell a friend , b**h! [Hook] Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be on the low Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it I'm that n***a with the hair Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, f**in' b**hes, livin' life so trill