Not Friendly

Hey, hey
Flo Milli
Flo, Flo Milli
Shit, bitch

See, you may not like me, but I'm still getting money, bitch (cha-ching)
I don't have to prove a point, that lil' hoe know that I'm the shit
Everything I do irritate insecure bitches
Follow my every move, call that hoe a fiend, she addicted

When I walk up in the room, I fuck up her whole mood (hey)
They see me and these bitches catch a whole attitude
If it's a target on my back, ain't nobody hitting it
Watch yo' man, 'cause he 'bout to break his motherfuckin' neck

Hoes green, you would think they was the motherfuckin' Grinch
Bitch, I'm me, I don't want to be your motherfuckin' friend
And ain't no competition to me, girl, I always seem to win
When I'm done with her, I bet she won't try that shit again

Girls be acting, I can tell that you're pretending (haha, bye)
These hoes really be jealous, that's the reason I'm not friendly
I hear these haters talking shit, it really don't offend me (hello, hello)
'Cause in the crowd full of pussies, I see that you blendin'

Girls be acting, I can tell that you're pretending (hi)
These hoes really be jealous, that's the reason I'm not friendly (bitch)
I hear these haters talking shit, it really don't offend me (yeah)
'Cause in the crowd full of pussies (yeah), I see that you blending

Move, I don't fuck wit' you, baby, get a clue
Apeshit, I belong in the zoo
Stuck up, they be saying I'm rude
If I don't get my way, I get a attitude
I never paid attention in school
Never been the type to follow the rules
I'm the boss, do what I say do
Sleeping on me? Bitch, stay on snooze

Not finna play wit' you hoes, I got a fuckboy glow
I do what I do when I want, can't nobody tell me nothing
I will shit on you for fun, hon'
You got my leftovers, my crumbs
How do my pussy taste in your tongue?
You in the back and I'm in the front
Stay in your place, you little bitty cunt

And I'm flexing on the next bitch (on the next bitch)
But I just shitted on her, now she off my checklist
I'm just flexing on my ex-bitch
In his feelings, now he see what he neglected (flexin' on his ass)
And I'm flexing on the next bitch
But I just shitted on her, now she off my checklist
I'm just flexing on my ex-bitch
In his feelings, now he see what he neglected

Move, I don't fuck wit' you, baby, get a clue
Apeshit, I belong in the zoo
Him and his friend looking kinda cute
Fuck that, I don't wanna choose
Lose one, bounce back with two
I can't love you, baby, you a fool
He gimme brain, then he get the boot
Trust a nigga is some' I won't do

Not finna play wit' you hoes, I got a fuckboy glow
They catchin' feelings for the kid, but I'm too busy counting dough
Just gimme the right amount of cash, I'ma put on a show
I do what I do when I want, can't nobody tell me nothing
I will shit on you for fun

Girls be acting, I can tell that you're pretending (ha, ha, bye)
These hoes really be jealous, that's the reason I'm not friendly (bitch)
I hear these haters talking shit, it really don't offend me (hello, hello)
'Cause in the crowd full of pussies, I see that you blending

Girls be acting, I can tell that you're pretending (hi)
These hoes really be jealous that's the reason I'm not friendly (bitch)
I hear these haters talking shit, it really don't offend me (yeah)
'Cause in the crowd full of pussies (yeah), I see that you blending

I would tell you to catch up, 'cause you too slow (too slow)
But they all scared to make a move, so they tip-toe (tip-toe)
If you still got pressure then maybe you should let it go (let it go)
Bitch, I'm self-made, ain't nobody put me on (put me on)
I would tell you to catch up, 'cause you too slow (too slow)
But they all scared to make a move, so they tip-toe (tip-toe)
If you still got pressure then maybe you should let it go (let it go)
Bitch, I'm self-made, ain't nobody put me on (put me on)



Credits
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Deandre Cortez Way, Carlos Walker, Quandarious Antwan Jordan, Tamia Carter
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