New Friends
Just can't get you off my mind
It'll save me much pride
Just can't get you off my mind
(Palace, what you cooking?) It'll save me much pride
Finding bread to break
She been acting wild but she fuck you like a saint
Still high at the club never changed
I'm still in her brain I'll never fade away
Creepin' it's about to be a shady day
Lately pushing weight like it's '88
Raid through the place do it silently
I hear the streets calling, grab it like its Charmin, I got hella darlings
Tell 'em close the muhfucking door, i'm from south-side, grip it out the Honda
I don't really need new friends no cap
I been mixing dirty money running new laps I ain't gotta chill
Aye, live off project wishes
They left me freezing so I made some strict decisions
And she gon' shake her ass cause she working on her flaws
Tryna get my mom a Birkin not these hoes
Dead roaches in the trap, bullets in the walls like I fuck her with no strap
I been in the chains where they treat you like a rat
She gon' try to fuck then wipe my nose like its lit
Used to stress about it now I look back and I laugh
Shawty got a fatty and her neck like a Giraffe
Make it to the top I ain't never looking back
Every time she on top she never ride it bad, aye
Buddy's shit getting old he ain't tripping cause he finna, aye, sell his soul
Day and Night, getting old can you really blame him
I been creepin' it's about to be a shady day
Lately pushing weight like it's '88
Raid through the place do it silently
I hear the streets calling, grab it like its Charmin, I got hella darlings
Tell 'em close the muhfucking door, i'm from south-side, grip it out the Honda
I don't really need new friends no cap
I been mixing dirty money running new laps I ain't gotta chill
Aye, live off project wishes
They left me freezing so I made some strict decisions
And she gon' shake her ass cause she working on her flaws
Tryna get my mom a Birkin not these hoes
Cause I don't really
I don't really
I don't really need them
Just can't get you off my mind
It'll save me much pride
Just can't get you off my mind
It'll save me much pride
Just can't get you off my mind
(Palace, what you cooking?) It'll save me much pride
Finding bread to break
She been acting wild but she fuck you like a saint
Still high at the club never changed
I'm still in her brain I'll never fade away
Creepin' it's about to be a shady day
Lately pushing weight like it's '88
Raid through the place do it silently
I hear the streets calling, grab it like its Charmin, I got hella darlings
Tell 'em close the muhfucking door, i'm from south-side, grip it out the Honda
I don't really need new friends no cap
I been mixing dirty money running new laps I ain't gotta chill
Aye, live off project wishes
They left me freezing so I made some strict decisions
And she gon' shake her ass cause she working on her flaws
Tryna get my mom a Birkin not these hoes
Dead roaches in the trap, bullets in the walls like I fuck her with no strap
I been in the chains where they treat you like a rat
She gon' try to fuck then wipe my nose like its lit
Used to stress about it now I look back and I laugh
Shawty got a fatty and her neck like a Giraffe
Make it to the top I ain't never looking back
Every time she on top she never ride it bad, aye
Buddy's shit getting old he ain't tripping cause he finna, aye, sell his soul
Day and Night, getting old can you really blame him
I been creepin' it's about to be a shady day
Lately pushing weight like it's '88
Raid through the place do it silently
I hear the streets calling, grab it like its Charmin, I got hella darlings
Tell 'em close the muhfucking door, i'm from south-side, grip it out the Honda
I don't really need new friends no cap
I been mixing dirty money running new laps I ain't gotta chill
Aye, live off project wishes
They left me freezing so I made some strict decisions
And she gon' shake her ass cause she working on her flaws
Tryna get my mom a Birkin not these hoes
Cause I don't really
I don't really
I don't really need them
Just can't get you off my mind
It'll save me much pride
Just can't get you off my mind
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Writer(s): Elisha Clark
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