Hadji Gaviota - Friends & Ends (feat. Tré Yung) Lyrics

I ain't shit without my friends
It's a truck when I cop my Benz, still a clown car
Packed in, whipping thru my ends
Hit a pothole with pot in hand, hold it down dawg
Give a little, get a lot
Cause that's just what I need right now (who doesn't?)
If they need a little, you give a lot
And take one for the team right now (or you buggin')

Pour one for Peep, need a Benz truck
Or maybe a Jeep with the tints up
Orgy with three making hydraulics
Took a hiatus and got high off it
Now I walk in and these guys awkward
How they got time to disguise often
Seems like they plottin' on my profit
And that's before a my profit
Slithering snakes, that Malfoy shit
I might go blonde on some bad boy shit
Listen to Blonde in the bathtub
Hit up your jawn for a backrub
She hit me first and you double texting, yeah I guess that's a back to back dub
Like if the Warriors took it in '18
Squad like the A-Team
Squashing your daydreams
Smogging in Beijing
I might f*ck around and hotbox the Forbidden City
Squad is Terracotta solid my whole city with me, wait
And there's Philly with me? Bitch I'm sitting pretty, yeah

I ain't shit without my friends
It's a truck when I cop my Benz, still a clown car
Packed in, whipping thru my ends
Hit a pothole with pot in hand, hold it down dawg
Give a little, get a lot
Cause that's just what I need right now (who doesn't?)
If they need a little, you give a lot
And take one for the team right now (or you buggin')

Who that is, who that be
D to the O, double N I E
Parkside Darkside, best know me
Major the clique and we come with the weed
I was down on my luck, she got down on her knees
Showin' that love I didn't know that I needed
Me and the team are like number one seeded
You'd be aloof to act like you don't see it
Yeah, aye, look, I got some drip you can't find in the water
Oughta know it by now, I'm a baller
Hold up, look how I'm moving my shoulders
Aye, ooh, icy, one time I dated a Pisces
Spicy, baby girl talk to me nicely
I see everything they think I don't
I make a move when they won't
I keep an ear to the street
Two eyes on the dough
For sure, my name a name you all should know
I gotta get to the guap, pile it to the top, I don't do the flops
Don't worry, don't smoke on the pot
We all finna pop, there's no way we not

I ain't shit without my friends
It's a truck when I cop my Benz, still a clown car
Packed in, whipping thru my ends
Hit a pothole with pot in hand, hold it down dawg
Give a little, get a lot
Cause that's just what I need right now (who doesn't?)
If they need a little, you give a lot
And take one for the team right now (or you buggin')

Conversations in the right ends
Conversations as the night ends
Ignore the red flags, woah
Poor little lonely boy!
You're gonna end up, alone
Lonely just like the koi