DAyum...
No I do not care bout niggas who hate I know who i am (uhh)
Dat nigga a fan, care bout a hoe, he not a friend
I-I was walking down dat road with my mans(ha)
I almost hit dat bitch up again, not my problem no more resent
But deep down want another chance (psh)
But not wid dat hoe
Im on the same block wid the bros
Get hit wid a g- lock on a fro, (uuh)
Talk-Talking on the beat like I needa pay the rent uh
I could never be a Feen smoking on the fent (uh)
Grandma told me boy u gon have so many friend (uhh)
Have so many hoes tryna hop on yo dick tryna make amends (uhh uhh)
(Shorty tryna make amends)
NIGGA PAY ME IN BANDS ION WANT CENTS
This hoe said she tryna f*ck cuz of my scent
But soon or later I will be a trend
I remember I had too much drank, next mornin yea I woke up bent
I wish dat I had a million friends
I wish dat I had a million friends im tryna see how loud we sing (woah)
(tryna see how loud)
I really need me a hunnid bands
I really need me a hunnid bands
But really dats just 10 percent
Of getting myself a million friends
Of getting myself a million friends