"FAF" lyrics
BigXthaPlug & GloRilla Lyrics
[GloRilla:]
(Ayo, BandPlay)
GloRilla
On the gang, gang, gang
[GloRilla (BigXthaPlug):]
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend (Ayy), uh-uh
[BigXthaPlug:]
See, I hate me a fake-ass friend
The fuck could you turn on me, nigga? We came from the dirt
How you go from my day one nigga to one of them niggas I wish was dead pressed on a shirt
How you hate that I shot to the top when I told you that I was gon' make it?
I thought you believed me
You was gangster when I had your back
How we beefin'? You seen me and didn't even squeeze it
Niggas pussy, for real, don't believe me
Could give what I got and they still call it even
Just was down on my last, we was plottin' and schemin'
You played, now you broke and I'm eatin'
If they speak on my name and you know I'm a stand-up nigga, don't play on my top
'Cause they speak on your name and I know that it's far from my kids
I'ma make niggas clear out the spot, ayy
[GloRilla (BigXthaPlug):]
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend, huh
[GloRilla:]
Raggedy bitches smile up in your face, you turn your back, they stab it
Play the victim, soon as you stand on shit, now they don't know what happened (Huh?)
Sometimes, I spill tea on purpose (Why?)
Just to see who go to yappin'
'Cause I don't need no squares up in my circle, this ain't no tennis racket
I-I keep my circle so small, it's a period (Period)
'Cause most of you hoes is delirious (On God)
I'm the type that'll end up in jail if I let one of you hoes play me, I'm serious
Ayy, stamp that, tell a bitch, "No"
This how you spot them lil' fake-ass hoes
Act like they love you, but want you to fold
But Big Glo ain't never gon' fold
'Cause—
[GloRilla (BigXthaPlug):]
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend. On God
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend
(Ayo, BandPlay)
GloRilla
On the gang, gang, gang
[GloRilla (BigXthaPlug):]
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend (Ayy), uh-uh
[BigXthaPlug:]
See, I hate me a fake-ass friend
The fuck could you turn on me, nigga? We came from the dirt
How you go from my day one nigga to one of them niggas I wish was dead pressed on a shirt
How you hate that I shot to the top when I told you that I was gon' make it?
I thought you believed me
You was gangster when I had your back
How we beefin'? You seen me and didn't even squeeze it
Niggas pussy, for real, don't believe me
Could give what I got and they still call it even
Just was down on my last, we was plottin' and schemin'
You played, now you broke and I'm eatin'
If they speak on my name and you know I'm a stand-up nigga, don't play on my top
'Cause they speak on your name and I know that it's far from my kids
I'ma make niggas clear out the spot, ayy
[GloRilla (BigXthaPlug):]
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend, huh
[GloRilla:]
Raggedy bitches smile up in your face, you turn your back, they stab it
Play the victim, soon as you stand on shit, now they don't know what happened (Huh?)
Sometimes, I spill tea on purpose (Why?)
Just to see who go to yappin'
'Cause I don't need no squares up in my circle, this ain't no tennis racket
I-I keep my circle so small, it's a period (Period)
'Cause most of you hoes is delirious (On God)
I'm the type that'll end up in jail if I let one of you hoes play me, I'm serious
Ayy, stamp that, tell a bitch, "No"
This how you spot them lil' fake-ass hoes
Act like they love you, but want you to fold
But Big Glo ain't never gon' fold
'Cause—
[GloRilla (BigXthaPlug):]
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend. On God
I only hang with real ones, ain't got no time for no fake-ass friends
(Only thing I hate more than seein' an opp is the thought of me linkin' with fake-ass friends)
I pray God revealin' 'cause nothin'll fuck you up quicker than trustin' a fake-ass friend
(Shit, I done turnt up on my fake-ass friends)
Mane, I hate me a fake-ass friend
