No Friends

This shit get boring when you got no friends
Hop in the booth and I feel like the man
I got a dub on my wrist on my hand
I need a bitch who gon fuck when I can't

I need a Cubanlink 300 grams
I need a car who can drive when I can't
I need my dad and my mom in a mansion
I gotta get it don't need no advance

50k cash and it's still in my hand
U jus maxed out I went all the way in
Don't look at me like I work for the man
Bitch I'm the man Ima say it again

I don't do rentals I wait till I can
I don't do bitches who fuck on my friends
I split a pack if u pay me a band
I split yo bitch when I can she a fan

I'm in the city it stick out my pants
I'm in the way if u try to come pass
I'm in the crib wit a glove on my hand
Don't ask what I'm doin jus know I go ham

Didnt wanna do it but it make me bands
Man Fuck all this music make it off the land
Put me in a Buick come back a lamb
I know it's amusing it's part of the plan

Had to wind my watch back up i ain't wear that shit in like 2 days
Diamonds on the bezel bussin' shinin'
Might hit that shit with some toothpaste
I was gonna be this wether i was rappin', trappin', or sellin new J's
Every single dolla in my pocket got a mufuckin blue face



Credits
Writer(s): Cristian Rodriguez
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