Foreign Song Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa – Fr Fr Lyrics ft Lil Skies

Wiz Khalifa – Fr Fr Lyrics ft Lil Skies

Wiz Khalifa – Fr Fr Lyrics ft Lil Skies

Fr Fr Lyrics by Wiz Khalifa ft Lil Skies

[Intro – Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah

[Hook/Chorus – Wiz Khalifa]
N—a for real, for real
My n—-s is real, for real
I’m the field for real
I’m ’bout my check for real
I’m ’bout my respect for real
My diamonds are crystal clear
I’m shining from ear to ear

[Verse 1 – Wiz Khalifa]
Roll with the paper, see them lames later
Can’t save her, her n—a stepped out, now she saying what she really think
Rolling up pounds of dank
Open accounts, no matter where we at, smoking there and back
Eyes barely open, not never smoking
Hit her once and she choke
2 K’s, that means it’s potent
Can’t overdose but my strain explosive
Trained to go, my chain, it glow
Everything you see, I paid for
Gang or croak

[Hook/Chorus – Wiz Khalifa & Lil Skies]
N—a for real, for real
My n—-s is real, for real
I’m the field for real
I’m ’bout my check for real
I’m ’bout my respect for real
My diamonds are crystal clear
I’m shining from ear to ear
N—a for real, for real
My n—-s is real, for real
I’m the field for real
I’m ’bout my check for real
I’m ’bout my respect for real
My diamonds are crystal clear “they clear”
I’m shining from ear to ear

[Verse 2 – Lil Skies]
I’m shining from ear to ear
Stand my ground, I ain’t showing no fear
I done came up like the top of the stairs
These n—-s hate ’cause they cannot compare, aw s–t
I’m in the crowd with the mosh pit
I hit the stage and they show t–s
I’m in the game, I can’t forfeit
Honestly, I’ma make more hits
Hop in the coupe and I swerve into lady
She gave me top because I am the greatest
I stayed the same and then came all the changes
You wanna know what it’s like to be famous
Rolling up weed in public
Skies be on all of that f–k s–t
I’m balling b—h, like I got buckets
And they hate ’cause we stunt like nothing, b—-h!

[Hook/Chorus – Wiz Khalifa & Lil Skies]
N—a for real, for real “for real”
My n—-s is real, for real “for real”
I’m the field for real “for real”
I’m ’bout my check for real “for real”
I’m ’bout my respect for real “let’s go”
My diamonds are crystal clear “ah-ah”
I’m shining from ear to ear “cash, cash”
N—a for real, for real
My n—-s is real, for real
I’m the field for real
I’m ’bout my check for real
I’m ’bout my respect for real
My diamonds are crystal clear
I’m shining from ear to ear

[Verse 3 – Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah
I’m ’bout the bag for real
I’m ’bout that cash for real
Shawty got a-s for real
If it’s (?) it’s for real
I want that gas for real
My n—-s trap for real
Run in the game
You speak on me, put “Big Homie” in front of my name
For every one of you lames
Y’all unoriginal n—-s, they all sound the same
I stay balling, money like a faucet
(?), I can’t call it
Got the bug, I think they caught it
I’m with bosses

[Hook/Chorus – Wiz Khalifa]
N—a for real, for real
My n—-s is real, for real
I’m the field for real
I’m ’bout my check for real
I’m ’bout my respect for real
My diamonds are crystal clear
I’m shining from ear to ear
N—a for real, for real
My n—-s is real, for real
I’m the field for real
I’m ’bout my check for real
I’m ’bout my respect for real
My diamonds are crystal clear
I’m shining from ear to ear

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