Why I need a friend when I get sticks bitch I'm protected uh
I throw shots opps catch it uh
Watch ya friends they turn federal
Street niggas start tellin on ya
Hard to pray when the devil on ya
I went through trial and error bumps in the road realize I'm better alone
I can do bad all by my lonesome
I can push pies I get them bows in
Kweezy sale for the high and he buy on the low end
I don't show my hand they don't know I got motion
They know I got hoes that see kweezy and make oceans
I have em soakin how you a throat goat and chokin
Can't sleep inna puddle take da mattress flip it over
Extra 2 ounces inna bow I made her weight it over
Her working the trap rev my gears like a motor
She handlle da weight it take some off my shoulders
Come here
And bend it over
My bitches hate when I go ghost
I spend the most time wit who spending the most
Bitch give me half of ya taxes before I let you go
I got 4 hoes breaking bread in the goat
ARP inna dip got me walkin like I had a stroke
Jet fuel gas eyes low they ain't even think I was woke
Tread light baby don't call me broke I hear it again your jaw gon be broke
Biggest pet peeve I'm sorry reflex can't control it
Came from Nasty tv dinners and hand me down coats
My biggest fear is getting caught on parole
Had to put the crack up like I said a joke
He don't want no sprite or no Fanta he callin for coke
She said bae you can trust me I told her no
Heard afterlife was nice my opps bouta go
Sitting in ya bush like a pick and a fro
My bitch caught me wit a bitch mid stroke
She told me I gotta choose I said I'm keeping yall both
I brought extra shots tell my opps let's toast
If you ain't at least got some atempts then just leave me alone
I can get you 10k you just need a fake social
Ain't make a post n 20 days ain't really that social
Give money ya focus n try not to get noticed
They ont notice until you get big like a blowfish
I drop dem hits they comment fire emojis
Then they keep scrolling
I ont take no shit I be dragging my scrotum
I got a stick that won't fit in no holster
I
Got a bitch that don't be on that hoe stuff
Swapped tags onna whip I can't pull over
She eating dick passenger seat leaning over
I'm coming fast like f*ck the speed limit I'm going over
She think I work at hollister she want me to fold her
Now I'm fatigue like army still strapped like a soldier
All the snakes disappear when I whip out the mower
I ont do friends ntb kweezy a loner
Why I need a friend when I get sticks bitch I'm protected uh
I throw shots opps catch it uh
Watch ya friends they turn federal
Street niggas start tellin on ya
Hard to pray when the devil on ya
I went through trial and error bumps in the road realize I'm better alone
I can do bad all by my lonesome
I can push pies I get them bows in
Kweezy sale for the high and he buy on the low end
I don't show my hand they don't know I got motion
They know I got hoes that see kweezy and make oceans
I have em soakin how you a throat goat and chokin
Can't sleep inna puddle take da mattress flip it over
Extra 2 ounces inna bow I made her weight it over
When she work the trap it rev my gears like a motor
She handlle da weight it take some off my shoulders
Come here
And bend it over
My bitches hate when I go ghost
I spend the most time wit who spending the most
Bitch give me half of ya taxes before I let you go
I got 4 hoes breaking bread in the goat
ARP inna dip got me walkin like I had a stroke
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Why I need a friend when I get sticks bitch I'm protected uh
I throw shots opps catch it uh
Watch ya friends they turn federal
Street niggas start tellin on ya
Hard to pray when the devil on ya
I went through trial and error bumps in the road realize I'm better alone
I can do bad all by my lonesome
I can push pies I get them bows in
Kweezy sale for the high and he buy on the low end
I don't show my hand they don't know I got motion
They know I got hoes that see kweezy and make oceans
I have em soakin how you a throat goat and chokin
Can't sleep inna puddle take da mattress flip it over
Extra 2 ounces inna bow I made her weight it over
Her working the trap rev my gears like a motor
She handlle da weight it take some off my shoulders
Come here
And bend it over
My bitches hate when I go ghost
I spend the most time wit who spending the most
Bitch give me half of ya taxes before I let you go
I got 4 hoes breaking bread in the goat
ARP inna dip got me walkin like I had a stroke
Jet fuel gas eyes low they ain't even think I was woke
Tread light baby don't call me broke I hear it again your jaw gon be broke
Biggest pet peeve I'm sorry reflex can't control it
Came from Nasty tv dinners and hand me down coats
My biggest fear is getting caught on parole
Had to put the crack up like I said a joke
He don't want no sprite or no Fanta he callin for coke
She said bae you can trust me I told her no
Heard afterlife was nice my opps bouta go
Sitting in ya bush like a pick and a fro
My bitch caught me wit a bitch mid stroke
She told me I gotta choose I said I'm keeping yall both
I brought extra shots tell my opps let's toast
If you ain't at least got some atempts then just leave me alone
I can get you 10k you just need a fake social
Ain't make a post n 20 days ain't really that social
Give money ya focus n try not to get noticed
They ont notice until you get big like a blowfish
I drop dem hits they comment fire emojis
Then they keep scrolling
I ont take no shit I be dragging my scrotum
I got a stick that won't fit in no holster
I
Got a bitch that don't be on that hoe stuff
Swapped tags onna whip I can't pull over
She eating dick passenger seat leaning over
I'm coming fast like f*ck the speed limit I'm going over
She think I work at hollister she want me to fold her
Now I'm fatigue like army still strapped like a soldier
All the snakes disappear when I whip out the mower
I ont do friends ntb kweezy a loner
Why I need a friend when I get sticks bitch I'm protected uh
I throw shots opps catch it uh
Watch ya friends they turn federal
Street niggas start tellin on ya
Hard to pray when the devil on ya
I went through trial and error bumps in the road realize I'm better alone
I can do bad all by my lonesome
I can push pies I get them bows in
Kweezy sale for the high and he buy on the low end
I don't show my hand they don't know I got motion
They know I got hoes that see kweezy and make oceans
I have em soakin how you a throat goat and chokin
Can't sleep inna puddle take da mattress flip it over
Extra 2 ounces inna bow I made her weight it over
When she work the trap it rev my gears like a motor
She handlle da weight it take some off my shoulders
Come here
And bend it over
My bitches hate when I go ghost
I spend the most time wit who spending the most
Bitch give me half of ya taxes before I let you go
I got 4 hoes breaking bread in the goat
ARP inna dip got me walkin like I had a stroke
I throw shots opps catch it uh
Watch ya friends they turn federal
Street niggas start tellin on ya
Hard to pray when the devil on ya
I went through trial and error bumps in the road realize I'm better alone
I can do bad all by my lonesome
I can push pies I get them bows in
Kweezy sale for the high and he buy on the low end
I don't show my hand they don't know I got motion
They know I got hoes that see kweezy and make oceans
I have em soakin how you a throat goat and chokin
Can't sleep inna puddle take da mattress flip it over
Extra 2 ounces inna bow I made her weight it over
Her working the trap rev my gears like a motor
She handlle da weight it take some off my shoulders
Come here
And bend it over
My bitches hate when I go ghost
I spend the most time wit who spending the most
Bitch give me half of ya taxes before I let you go
I got 4 hoes breaking bread in the goat
ARP inna dip got me walkin like I had a stroke
Jet fuel gas eyes low they ain't even think I was woke
Tread light baby don't call me broke I hear it again your jaw gon be broke
Biggest pet peeve I'm sorry reflex can't control it
Came from Nasty tv dinners and hand me down coats
My biggest fear is getting caught on parole
Had to put the crack up like I said a joke
He don't want no sprite or no Fanta he callin for coke
She said bae you can trust me I told her no
Heard afterlife was nice my opps bouta go
Sitting in ya bush like a pick and a fro
My bitch caught me wit a bitch mid stroke
She told me I gotta choose I said I'm keeping yall both
I brought extra shots tell my opps let's toast
If you ain't at least got some atempts then just leave me alone
I can get you 10k you just need a fake social
Ain't make a post n 20 days ain't really that social
Give money ya focus n try not to get noticed
They ont notice until you get big like a blowfish
I drop dem hits they comment fire emojis
Then they keep scrolling
I ont take no shit I be dragging my scrotum
I got a stick that won't fit in no holster
I
Got a bitch that don't be on that hoe stuff
Swapped tags onna whip I can't pull over
She eating dick passenger seat leaning over
I'm coming fast like f*ck the speed limit I'm going over
She think I work at hollister she want me to fold her
Now I'm fatigue like army still strapped like a soldier
All the snakes disappear when I whip out the mower
I ont do friends ntb kweezy a loner
Why I need a friend when I get sticks bitch I'm protected uh
I throw shots opps catch it uh
Watch ya friends they turn federal
Street niggas start tellin on ya
Hard to pray when the devil on ya
I went through trial and error bumps in the road realize I'm better alone
I can do bad all by my lonesome
I can push pies I get them bows in
Kweezy sale for the high and he buy on the low end
I don't show my hand they don't know I got motion
They know I got hoes that see kweezy and make oceans
I have em soakin how you a throat goat and chokin
Can't sleep inna puddle take da mattress flip it over
Extra 2 ounces inna bow I made her weight it over
When she work the trap it rev my gears like a motor
She handlle da weight it take some off my shoulders
Come here
And bend it over
My bitches hate when I go ghost
I spend the most time wit who spending the most
Bitch give me half of ya taxes before I let you go
I got 4 hoes breaking bread in the goat
ARP inna dip got me walkin like I had a stroke
Writer: Kwame Nero
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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