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Don't Need Friends (feat. Lil Baby)

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Don't Need Friends (feat. Lil Baby)

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(Wheezy outta here)

I don't need friends

They don't wanna see someone like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it, I really got rich

Tell a bitch or a hater to suck on my dick (suck my dick)

Never give focus on hate I receive (yeah)

I could achieve more than they could dream (yeah)

I know they ain't tough enough to be me (yeah)

Makin' money like magic, got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes, I brought sand to the beach

Tеst drive 'em all, but I don't wanna keep

Pop me a x 'causе I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep, I get two days a week

They say they drippin', I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out, ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke, I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid and I'm feelin' relieved

Call up a thottie, I hit when I please

Whatever it take, might just pay her to leave

My bitch latina, my choppa is russian

Wheezy on beats, that's expensive percussion

Can't get no act', so we sippin' on red

Can't talk to my bro 'cause he still in the feds

Can't get these demons up outta my head

Can't slide on the opps 'cause they already dead

What I can do (what you do?), I can go get some money

Whole pool heated up and it cost a hundred thousand

'Cause I left this shit runnin' (no cap), I can turn nothin' to somethin'

Book me a show and I fly out the country (let's go)

I eat at nobu when I get the munchies (let's go)

Drivin' in bucket seats, had to serve buckets

I put the top down and I let her suck it (friends)

They don't wanna see someone like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it, I really got rich

Tell a bitch or a hater to suck on my dick (suck my dick)

Never give focus on hate I receive (yeah)

I could achieve more than they could dream (yeah)

I know they ain't tough enough to be me (yeah)

Makin' money like magic, got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes, I brought sand to the beach

Test drive 'em all, but I don't wanna keep

Pop me a x 'cause I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep, I get two days a week

They say they drippin', I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out, ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke, I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid and I'm feelin' relieved

I gave a round of applause to myself

I put the baddest lil' bitch on the shelf

I went '21 wagon and sat it on f's

I don't gotta brag, this shit speak for itself

I got stripes in my hood, run the game, I'm the ref

I keep the fire up under my belt

And I run with some real ones who bang to the left

Marchin' band, baby, I know how to step

I can't speak on the business, it's quiet as kept

Look like a diva, I know how to treat her

I know how to keep her, she fine as hell

I spend a quarter milli' on a richard mille

I keep quiet, I never gon' tell

I put my life savings in a brown box

I was gettin' that shit in the mail

I keep a mill' cash for the best lawyer

I ain't worried 'bout goin' to jail

I just spent 80k on some hermès bags

50k more on Chanel

I got the ball now, ain't gon' ball-hog

I'ma pass it to bro for the lay up

I just went Prada t-shirt with the Prada jacket

You can tell I'm a motherfuckin' player

I don't need friends

They don't wanna see someone like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it, I really got rich

Tell a bitch or a hater to suck on my dick (suck my dick)

Never give focus on hate I receive (yeah)

I could achieve more than they could dream (yeah)

I know they ain't tough enough to be me (yeah)

Makin' money like magic, got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes, I brought sand to the beach

Test drive 'em all, but I don't wanna keep

Pop me a x 'cause I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep, I get two days a week

They say they drippin', I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out, ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke, I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid and I'm feelin' relieved

(Wheezy outta here)

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