"Tell Your Friends" as written by and Abel Tesfaye....
We are not the same I am too reckless
I'm not tryna go in that direction
These niggas they been doing too much flexing
But they about to follow my intention
And I ain't got no patience, no more testing
I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing
XO niggas, ain't nothing to mess with
Nobody stopping us, cause we been destined
And everybody around you is so basic
I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist
I don't drink my liquor with a chaser
And money is the only thing I'm chasin'
End some dope nights on some coke lines
Give me head all night, cum four times
Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound
Do an ounce get some dick, tell your friends about it

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
Go tell them what you know, what you seen
How I roll, how I be off that coke
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
I'm the nigga with the hair
Singing bout poppin pills, fucking bitches, living life, so true

Last year I did all the politicin'
This year I'm all focused on the vision
I think these hounds deserve another fixin'
Talking about the racks that we be getting
Don't believe the rumours bitch, I'm still a user
I'm still rocking camo, I still roll with shooters
I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killing
I'mma spend it all on bitches
And everybody fuckin, everybody fucking
Pussy on the house, everybody fucking
And I miss my city man it's been a minute
M.I.A. yeah, Cali was the mission
Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz
I'm just trynna live life through a new lens
Driving by the streets I used to walk through
When I had no crib I guess you call that shit I've been through

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
Go tell them what you know, what you seen
How I roll, how I be off that coke
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
Go tell your friends about it
I'm that nigga with the hair
Singing bout poppin pills, fucking bitches, sipping XO

My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual
She tried to take a selfie at my grandmas funeral
Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems
Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon
I was broken, I was broke, I was so broke
I used to roam around the town when I was homeless
Me and my Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans
And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix
Now we get faded when we want girl, we got choices
Leave 'em on the fucking table, we got choices
If they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
That shit is pointless
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
That shit is pointless
It's only meant to fall in love
That shit is pointless

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
Go tell them what you know, what you seen
How I roll, how I be off that coke
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
Go tell your friends about it
I'm the nigga with the hair
Singing bout poppin pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill


Lyrics submitted by Haunted Devil, edited by j0nnynoname

"Tell Your Friends" as written by Kanye West Carlo Montagnese

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING

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