No Friends

[Verse 1: Kay The Yacht]

Back in 2010 I had no friends, I was a loner
Trapping the block I had weed like a stoner
Sitting at Riley's cause I know the owner
I'm in Atlanta I'm beam like the nova
Role in my twenties, I be with the soldiers
Shout out to Harv banging LPB
Shout out to the 6 all my 20s with me
Choppers they real and you playing the fence
Killers I know gotta do it for rent
Ride in the bhevy denying the tint
Used to be broken on 6, YAH
But I ain't been broke ever since , YAH
Shout out to QC the label
Gave me a chance now you see me on cable
Wrist diamonds froze no subbing it
Whipping the water 'til it started bubbling
Call me a fluke now i got flu games
Living my life for only three things
My mama, my baby, and baby mama
Cold cut the clip on my uzi
I got more groupies, than Danny Brown
Hundred round feel like a million round
Spill milk I'm a cash cow
If you needing a verse gotta cash out
Feel like i just bought a glass house
Every party I go to I pass out
Jumanji, my niggas don't play to win
Mary-Kate in the A I'mma fuck her twin
All of my skinnies is skin tight
Moon boots when I take flight
I put nuts in her mouth like a young Mike

[Hook: Kay the Yacht]

I'm so in tune with the struggle (NAH!)
I can't do shit for you suckers (NAH!)
Look at my wrist it got colors (NAH!)
Diamonds they fucking each other, Diamonds they fucking each other
Double B guns in the butter
Butterfly dead couldn't fly in this weather
Heads at the top get severed
Forge the hammer like Thor
Break the mother fuckin equator
I took a picture with Fader
Pour me a fourth bitch I'm youngin
I need a molly and perc
I need a vet on a vert
Franklin my pockets on kirk
Fucking your hoe for dessert
I need it more than my verse

[Hook: Kay the Yacht]

I'm so in tune with the struggle (NAH!)
I can't do shit for you suckers (NAH!)
Look at my wrist it got colors (NAH!)
Diamonds they fucking each other, Diamonds they fucking each other
Double B guns in the butter
Butterfly dead couldn't fly in this weather
Heads at the top get severed
Forge the hammer like Thor
Break the mother fuckin equator
I took a picture with Fader
Pour me a fourth bitch I'm youngin
I need a molly and perc
I need a vet on a vert
Franklin my pockets on kirk
Fucking your hoe for dessert
I'm so in tune with the struggle