buddy buddy.

Can't be buddy buddy with everyone

Lazy Monday evenings craving teriyaki
Last night on my line, want some fish and sake
Don't go quoting me right now, my mental shotty
Moon crossed up our sun, now I'm feeling oppy
Man, I really did so many favors
Touched the sky, we jumping over craters
How you gonna ditch me in this phase hm?
Followed God, and he said lose your favorites??
I've been driving, dually noted, my Porsche Targa Forza
Shrimp parm and tortellini, Nolita, hope she enjoys it
Wifey, she just got drafted, not shocking
Sad it ain't storming
Nip told me load them bases
Two outs this double scored em

We just want the top
I don't need your money
Ghost me on the net
We ain't buddy buddy
At the car show, engines purring, running
Got my blood hot, boy my heart is thumping

Push a little harder when they're worn out
So we can turn it up when y'all done turned down
Separate, a few of us can gain ground
With how you're moving
Nigga you on the lame route
No lie, I ain't lay down
Lavish, I been paid out
What you live is what attract
That's why I got these dimes round
Pure of heart, pure of mind
Col up in the sky lounge
Rough around the edges
I ain't ever been a Saint now
I'm gone talk my shit
I'm gone rap while this guitar get picked
Fall in love with this
Beautiful water, cribs and trips and pics
4 years, might have some kids
Need a shawty aligned with this
I'm gon buy me a pit
Raise it up, youngblood sit and sicc

We just want the top
I don't need your money
Ghost me on the net
We ain't buddy buddy
At the car show, engines purring, running
Got my blood hot, boy my heart is thumping
We just want the top
I don't need your money
Ghost me on the net
We ain't buddy buddy
At the car show, engines purring, running
Got my blood hot, boy my heart is thumping

Ha ha ha



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