Friendly (feat. Seven)

Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea Yeah Designer my shirt it's Givenchy 2019 niggas wasn't so friendly 2019 nigga I was so giving I gave all my love and my heart now it's empty Yeah I got all these hundreds, now these bitches feel me I hopped out the coupe and I hopped in a Bentley All these niggas been showing me fake love Feeling like they obligated, bitch I don't need pity These niggas they ghosted now they fucking with me, uh Knock off his top with a semi Way too much hate gotta move out the city I'm tryna get rich or die trying like 50 And I tell these hoes, I don't need em These bitches just want me because of my name They just want my money, they fucking for fame I blew out her back now she walk with a cane I took a long break from the rapping and changed up my flow Then I added 1k to my name Nigga I spit that heat in the winter Applying that icy hot pressure, I'm changing the game Boy a nigga been eating, I'm going insane Put some ice on my neck but ain't no Johnny Dang Straight up out of the zoo, all my niggas gorillas I feel like a lion, I cannot be tamed I just fucked on this bitch, she a diva This ice on my neck froze, grabbing my heater Big bro on probation he walk with a beeper If I f*ck her one time ima block her, delete her I really don't need her Go tell her that Bands in my pockets, I swear I got hella racks Niggas be snitching, on God I can smell a rat If you're my dog then for you I'd go Hell and back Ran it up fast like a cheetah These bitches annoying on God I don't need em Them dreams I was having I'm starting to see em All y'all forces be dirty, on God y'all don't clean em If they make it a competition, ima beat em All my brothers been starving, on God I can't leave em If he snaking then I gotta drop em On God Can't keep em Put my trust in my sister, she changed on her people Yeah my niggas keep weapons They dangerous, real lethal I'm tryna hop in a Wraith Damn I just started rapping they riding the wave And I know they be capping, don't know why they hate Catch a opp nigga lacking, we blow out his face I got that water I let that bitch spray I can't f*ck with these bitches I'm tryna get paid Niggas hating on me but ain't getting no play Why he running from me, he ain't getting away yeah Pull up semi-automatic These niggas want smoke but they know they can't have it My bro got the gas in the attic I'm rolling it up, damn I think I done turned to an addict I'm shocking these niggas no static The Audemars watch on my wrist, gotta get me a Patek These bitches is overdramatic I'm cruising in foreigns in traffic Damn a nigga living lavish Momma sliding in a Benz I can't f*ck with you hoes, my new bitch is a ten, uh Ima ghost ride in the timbs If a f*ck nigga hating, we knock off his limbs, uh Why you switch up in the end Gotta stay on my pivot, won't happen again, uh Tryna fold me but I ain't ever bend Gotta keep my shit real, ain't no time to pretend yeah Uh, Yeah My brodie keep that pocket rocket I keep them rackies in my pocket Glock in my hand ima cock it A nigga ballin' like I play for the Rockets Put them braids in my head, now I drip like a faucet Might just f*ck her one time, after that then I'm off it Me and Seven been winning, we taking no loses I took off on my bosses, showed 'em who the boss is Yeah Designer my shirt its Givenchy 2019 niggas wasn't so friendly 2019 nigga I was so giving I gave all my love and my heart now it's empty Yeah I got all these hundreds, now these bitches feel me I hopped out the coupe and I hopped in a Bentley All these niggas been showing me fake love Feeling like they obligated, bitch I don't need pity These niggas they ghosted now they fucking with me, uh Knock off his top with a semi Way too much hate gotta move out the city I'm tryna get rich or die trying like 50 And I tell these hoes, I don't need em These bitches just want me because of my name They just want my money, they fucking for fame I blew out her back now she walk with a cane