FRIENDS

[Intro]
(Saint you're my hero)

[Chorus]
Bitch I'ma walk around my town, uh
Bitch I got four hundred rounds, ay
My bitches smoking a pound, uh
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
My nigga getting so loud, uh
Bet you cannot hear a sound, uh
And when I do, you can never amound
Sick of hearin' em', put the Glock to his mouth, oh

[Verse]
Coat full of red
Spilt it all on her dress
Huh, twelfth on my dress
Go to [?], Kanye West
I been smoking gas, you can smell it in my breath, hah
I could never lose, DJ Khaled, we the best, yeah
We can't be friends, huh
I cannot make amends, no
I fill the pot like ten, huh
I got some shooters on payroll
They gon' watch me win, huh, they watchin' me on the cable

[Chorus]
Bitch I'ma walk around my town, uh
Bitch I got four hundred rounds, ay
My bitches smoking a pound, uh
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
My nigga getting so loud, uh
Bet you cannot hear a sound, uh
And when I do, you can never amound
Sick of hearin' em', put the Glock to his mouth, oh

[Bridge]
I make fourty bands, heh
Spent it all again, huh
We can't fight just won
Told her, "Bring her friends"
Told her, "Bring a friend"
Yeah, I'ma try to beat the day
And she love how I fuck her off adrenaline

[Chorus]
Bitch I'ma walk around my town, uh
Bitch I got four hundred rounds, ay
My bitches smoking a pound, uh
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
My nigga getting so loud, uh (So loud)
Bet you cannot hear a sound, uh (Cannot see)
And when I do, you can never amound
Sick of hearin' em', put the Glock to his mouth, oh

[Outro]
Yeah
Coup through the rain
Shit, shootin' out the-
Yeah, we shooting out the Benz
Saint
Huh, come on Saint
Uh, Saint
Uh