You can Hear the pain in my verses yuh
Money bag in my purses yuh
Putting these ops in hearses yeah
God please lift my curses yeah
These ops I turn to servants yeah
Me and my wife she perfect yeah
Ain't no hand downs bitch I earned this yuh
Straight for the bag no curves oh yeah
No new friends no friends
I'm straight to the end zone
I'm not popping a pill
I might just pop in a Benz oh
Who cares who cares?
Won't bother me if you stare
This .223 hold a pair
You f*ck with that if you dare
My body don't need no drugs this music does enough and VVS's
On my neck they make me shine, my shawty fine i bought her necklace
Pour some wine, let's wine and dine, and f*ck right after, night is endless
Sorry for the language, got too drunk and now my mouth is talking reckless
Life is always at a stump, so I hang out with a junky
No space in the back, had to f*ck her in the front seat
Got ounces in the back, that shit smells funky
We move shotgun, my thrusts get pumpy
She not f*cking with her ex, cause her ex a pussy
Couldn't last longer than a minute, what a rookie
Calling me snack now I'm feeling like a cookie
Had to leave her that night, everything is how it should be
Need an Advil
Feeling sick I'm fina kills
Fina touch down from the high
NFL
Had to tackle bitches on my way, how you feel?
Fina be the president so put me onna bill
High came down now shit feels real
Gotta smoke another, I'm an addict to the gills
Sorry I'm an addict, I just do it for the thrill
Starting to get the munchies put a patty on the grill
You can Hear the pain in my verses yuh
Money bag in my purses yuh
Putting these ops in hearses yeah
God please lift my curses yeah
These ops I turn to servants yeah
Me and my wife she perfect yeah
Ain't no hand downs bitch I earned this yuh
Straight for the bag no curves oh yeah
No new friends no friends
I'm straight to the end zone
I'm not popping a pill
I might just pop in a Benz oh
Who cares who cares?
Won't bother me if you stare
This .223 hold a pair
You f*ck with that if you dare
Aye Kay - No New Friends Lyrics
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You can Hear the pain in my verses yuh
Money bag in my purses yuh
Putting these ops in hearses yeah
God please lift my curses yeah
These ops I turn to servants yeah
Me and my wife she perfect yeah
Ain't no hand downs bitch I earned this yuh
Straight for the bag no curves oh yeah
No new friends no friends
I'm straight to the end zone
I'm not popping a pill
I might just pop in a Benz oh
Who cares who cares?
Won't bother me if you stare
This .223 hold a pair
You f*ck with that if you dare
My body don't need no drugs this music does enough and VVS's
On my neck they make me shine, my shawty fine i bought her necklace
Pour some wine, let's wine and dine, and f*ck right after, night is endless
Sorry for the language, got too drunk and now my mouth is talking reckless
Life is always at a stump, so I hang out with a junky
No space in the back, had to f*ck her in the front seat
Got ounces in the back, that shit smells funky
We move shotgun, my thrusts get pumpy
She not f*cking with her ex, cause her ex a pussy
Couldn't last longer than a minute, what a rookie
Calling me snack now I'm feeling like a cookie
Had to leave her that night, everything is how it should be
Need an Advil
Feeling sick I'm fina kills
Fina touch down from the high
NFL
Had to tackle bitches on my way, how you feel?
Fina be the president so put me onna bill
High came down now shit feels real
Gotta smoke another, I'm an addict to the gills
Sorry I'm an addict, I just do it for the thrill
Starting to get the munchies put a patty on the grill
You can Hear the pain in my verses yuh
Money bag in my purses yuh
Putting these ops in hearses yeah
God please lift my curses yeah
These ops I turn to servants yeah
Me and my wife she perfect yeah
Ain't no hand downs bitch I earned this yuh
Straight for the bag no curves oh yeah
No new friends no friends
I'm straight to the end zone
I'm not popping a pill
I might just pop in a Benz oh
Who cares who cares?
Won't bother me if you stare
This .223 hold a pair
You f*ck with that if you dare
Money bag in my purses yuh
Putting these ops in hearses yeah
God please lift my curses yeah
These ops I turn to servants yeah
Me and my wife she perfect yeah
Ain't no hand downs bitch I earned this yuh
Straight for the bag no curves oh yeah
No new friends no friends
I'm straight to the end zone
I'm not popping a pill
I might just pop in a Benz oh
Who cares who cares?
Won't bother me if you stare
This .223 hold a pair
You f*ck with that if you dare
My body don't need no drugs this music does enough and VVS's
On my neck they make me shine, my shawty fine i bought her necklace
Pour some wine, let's wine and dine, and f*ck right after, night is endless
Sorry for the language, got too drunk and now my mouth is talking reckless
Life is always at a stump, so I hang out with a junky
No space in the back, had to f*ck her in the front seat
Got ounces in the back, that shit smells funky
We move shotgun, my thrusts get pumpy
She not f*cking with her ex, cause her ex a pussy
Couldn't last longer than a minute, what a rookie
Calling me snack now I'm feeling like a cookie
Had to leave her that night, everything is how it should be
Need an Advil
Feeling sick I'm fina kills
Fina touch down from the high
NFL
Had to tackle bitches on my way, how you feel?
Fina be the president so put me onna bill
High came down now shit feels real
Gotta smoke another, I'm an addict to the gills
Sorry I'm an addict, I just do it for the thrill
Starting to get the munchies put a patty on the grill
You can Hear the pain in my verses yuh
Money bag in my purses yuh
Putting these ops in hearses yeah
God please lift my curses yeah
These ops I turn to servants yeah
Me and my wife she perfect yeah
Ain't no hand downs bitch I earned this yuh
Straight for the bag no curves oh yeah
No new friends no friends
I'm straight to the end zone
I'm not popping a pill
I might just pop in a Benz oh
Who cares who cares?
Won't bother me if you stare
This .223 hold a pair
You f*ck with that if you dare
Writer: Keivan Ramos
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid