One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
I don't need that shit
She practice gymnastics
Back in my bag, so these women gon' backflip
She got a man but ain't happy, it happens
Just don't hit me up with that bullshit you asking
You ain't good at acting, yo man must be napping
Shout my dog snappy, this bitch got me snapping
She want vacations, but ain't got the patience
To stick with a real one, this dick still ain't basic
Let's face it
Pick up an eighth, we can face it
I want me a whip right off Forza lets race it
Show me the track, count the g's, bet they chasin
Know I prefer stick and Pirelli rotation
Carc had the twin, and we rarely was breaking
This parking lot look like your mom burnt the bacon
Tires they smoke like they joined the rotation
Enough of the jokes, shit we dope, I'm just patient
I got
One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
You act too messy I don't wanna kick it
But tell me your friends name and I won't forget it
I'll throw her my digits, then run up them digits
Then tell her I'm with it, then wait till she get it
Then I'll slide right over once I get that rover
When she hit me back, ill send patty right over
Think that they know ya, but they never know ya
Just know what I show em, I stick to my code
Play engineer I still track on my own
If you think this track bout you
I shout that you wrong
But girl there's you a line, you can take how you want
Look, you got my heart but still act like you don't
So I'm ghost
Shit
Let's have a toast
Lotta long nights I was backed in the post
Working on hooks, now it's dunks on the reg
Aye, weight on my shoulders I bear it like ted
Aye
Shoutout Seth
Macfarlane
And Rogen
And Joe Rogan
And Hulk Hogan
No slogan, belly poking out
Pat Knight - Few Friends Lyrics
Pat Knight - Few Friends Lyrics
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One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
I don't need that shit
She practice gymnastics
Back in my bag, so these women gon' backflip
She got a man but ain't happy, it happens
Just don't hit me up with that bullshit you asking
You ain't good at acting, yo man must be napping
Shout my dog snappy, this bitch got me snapping
She want vacations, but ain't got the patience
To stick with a real one, this dick still ain't basic
Let's face it
Pick up an eighth, we can face it
I want me a whip right off Forza lets race it
Show me the track, count the g's, bet they chasin
Know I prefer stick and Pirelli rotation
Carc had the twin, and we rarely was breaking
This parking lot look like your mom burnt the bacon
Tires they smoke like they joined the rotation
Enough of the jokes, shit we dope, I'm just patient
I got
One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
You act too messy I don't wanna kick it
But tell me your friends name and I won't forget it
I'll throw her my digits, then run up them digits
Then tell her I'm with it, then wait till she get it
Then I'll slide right over once I get that rover
When she hit me back, ill send patty right over
Think that they know ya, but they never know ya
Just know what I show em, I stick to my code
Play engineer I still track on my own
If you think this track bout you
I shout that you wrong
But girl there's you a line, you can take how you want
Look, you got my heart but still act like you don't
So I'm ghost
Shit
Let's have a toast
Lotta long nights I was backed in the post
Working on hooks, now it's dunks on the reg
Aye, weight on my shoulders I bear it like ted
Aye
Shoutout Seth
Macfarlane
And Rogen
And Joe Rogan
And Hulk Hogan
No slogan, belly poking out
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
I don't need that shit
She practice gymnastics
Back in my bag, so these women gon' backflip
She got a man but ain't happy, it happens
Just don't hit me up with that bullshit you asking
You ain't good at acting, yo man must be napping
Shout my dog snappy, this bitch got me snapping
She want vacations, but ain't got the patience
To stick with a real one, this dick still ain't basic
Let's face it
Pick up an eighth, we can face it
I want me a whip right off Forza lets race it
Show me the track, count the g's, bet they chasin
Know I prefer stick and Pirelli rotation
Carc had the twin, and we rarely was breaking
This parking lot look like your mom burnt the bacon
Tires they smoke like they joined the rotation
Enough of the jokes, shit we dope, I'm just patient
I got
One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
One hand on the wheel
One hand on the blunt
New chicks on the phone
Two tens in the trunk
Few friends with the shits
Few M's what I want
Big goals for the kid
Shy hoes wanna stunt
Aye
So she act like we friends
But only hit me past 11pm
Guess she think imma win
So she try to stay close
Done playing tag you can have it
I'm ghost
You act too messy I don't wanna kick it
But tell me your friends name and I won't forget it
I'll throw her my digits, then run up them digits
Then tell her I'm with it, then wait till she get it
Then I'll slide right over once I get that rover
When she hit me back, ill send patty right over
Think that they know ya, but they never know ya
Just know what I show em, I stick to my code
Play engineer I still track on my own
If you think this track bout you
I shout that you wrong
But girl there's you a line, you can take how you want
Look, you got my heart but still act like you don't
So I'm ghost
Shit
Let's have a toast
Lotta long nights I was backed in the post
Working on hooks, now it's dunks on the reg
Aye, weight on my shoulders I bear it like ted
Aye
Shoutout Seth
Macfarlane
And Rogen
And Joe Rogan
And Hulk Hogan
No slogan, belly poking out
Writer: Patrick Knight
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