New Friends

Jdagr8
I seen it all
It's chief
Ay ay aye
I keep the burner on me
I got the burner on me
I fuck with the earnest only
My bitches is earnest only
You niggas be taking shit
But I keep the burner on me
You bring your potna with you
And I go and burn your homie
Can't play no games nahhh
I want the change nahhh
You get to faming all that shit
I want a million dollars and a fence
I want house with two pits out-side
Waiting on your shit
I want the bag, I want the bag, bag
I seen it all, back on the wall
I seen some real niggas fold
I seen some real niggas told
Can't trust nobody, can't trust a soul
This shit is really getting played out
This shit is really getting old
I need some new friends
I need a new benz
I need some new blue hundreds
I need some new ends
I need some new friends
ANNNNN
I need a new benz
I need some new blue hundreds
I need some new ends
Aye run it
Check, check, check mate, fuck it
Don't play the bread now
I aim at your golden nugget
(Headshot)
You sweeter than eggnog
(Sweet)
I shoot at your shit in public
Frank, Locus fur coat
Pay me my bread now
I put the wrist on the whip
I send your bitch on a trip
All up and down I-10
I might see him about nine, ten
And she two cars deep
Try and jet and I'll try again
(No sir)
Me and mines be all in
Yall ball out and we ball in
I seen it all, back on the wall
I seen some real niggas fold
I seen some real niggas told
Can't trust nobody, can't trust a soul
This shit is really getting played out
This shit is really getting old
I need some new friends
(ANNNNN)
I need a new benz
(ANNNNN)
I need some new blue hundreds
I need some new ends
I need some new friends
ANNNNN
I need a new benz
I need some new blue hundreds
I need some new ends



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Writer(s): Jamair Hubert, Nishant Patel
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