NO NEW FRIENDS (feat. Pi'erre Bourne)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yo Pi’erre you wanna come out here? Yeah you know I got the Benz Might just pull up in the Lamb I just made a 100 grand I just made a 100 grand Yeah you know I got the cash 121 on the dash Blew the bag too fast Blew the bag too fast Damn, I look sus But, um, basically Damn all these stars on my head Okay, it's cool, keep this ice, keep me fresh Chase hit the stu' with me, somethin' I can hear You know I'm James in The Garden, I can't miss Ooh ooh, I been through it, let me vent I sat back and watch 'em switch up from my side of the fence Old niggas makin' rules, tryna box young Scotty in Live and die just by two codes Love your haters No new friends Find a way to let it fade from me by the sip Take it down 'til I feel it in my ribs She come right through, then I send her to the crib Then she know, now she know what it is, yeah On my dick, 38 hoes on my dick Is it natural? Wide? Is it thick? Checks in my pocket and my kicks, kicks Took the risk, Rose-gold Patek on my wrist If I pull up, pull up, is it lit? Beepin' by the gate I've been beepin' by the gate, I've been