Skooly – Friend Watch

And I was taught not to fear no evil, I grew up with regals, ooh
[Intro]
Yeah I got her in here ironing shit, in here lining shit
Got a ho, got another ho, hot yellow ho
Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch

Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
Baby fine as shit, and I can’t try the bitch ’cause she be signing shit
Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
I got armor issues, different niggas wanna harm a nigga
Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop

Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
I’ma go insane (ride back), I’m off the chain (aw man)
[Verse 1]
Poured a three in my fuckin’ liter, I can’t feel my fuckin’ features
Bitch you trifling, bitch you nosy, man the fine glass
Hop out Rubicon, rockin’ Louboutins, I’m shooting guns
I’m like all I do is stunt They say daddy who’s your son?
Ain’t no fuckin’ riddle, I got Benihana extras
At the door, I got plenty more, rock out any show
Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
Make a Christian read the bible, have her screaming out the scriptures, look
Concrete, make your heart beat, hard for you to beat us
Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
I was broke, mama was always home, daddy was selling dope

[Chorus]
It ain’t no war, we beat ’em, it ain’t no boss can feed us
Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
Fucked a bitch for her fuckin’ features, almost had a fetus
Bitch I’m a dog I feed ya, bitch I’m a dog I eat ya
Different type of nigga, I want different type of figures
Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
Got her trippin’, in here strippin’, ’bout to give my partner feelings

Trifling ass bitch, don’t text me from her man house, okay
Yeah she fine as shit, in here fine as shit, in here high and shit
[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, fear no evil, I grew up with regals
Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
Better watch your bitch, got it, got your bitch, this is not your bitch
And my bitch she’s a fuckin’ diva, no Mona Lisa
Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
Make her leg lock, make sure that her leg stop (pin her down)
Got her Gucci bag, told her get my coochie bad
In her mind, I get in her spine, got her grabbin’ roles
Talking different type of standards, ain’t no motherfucking amateur
Yeah, okay, look
Different type of glamour, I need different type of cameras
Plus I bought her sandles, plus I’m from Atlanta
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
In here hidin’ shit like bitch that’s not my shit
Okay, I done upped my figures, bout to give your ho the business
I’m your teacher, I’m your fuckin’ teacher, I’m so conceited
[Verse 2]
This is how it is, this is how I am now, uh
Flintstone shit, make her fucking bed rock
Uh huh, uh huh
Look at her frame (goddamn), look at her frame (goddamn)