Maxant - Friends Like Me Lyrics

Thing about happiness
It can vanish in a heartbeat
Yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea
Yea, look
Hit from the back
Made the lil bitch tap
No seatbelt on
But I'm riding with the strap
Tell me where you at
I'm putting bowls on the map
You ain't talking bout nun
Put a hold on the cap
Heard the feds intercept
Gotta hold on the sack
Money phone to the ear
Tryna hold up the racks
Heard what's her name got a low on the packs
Got it coming through the mail
So it's low on the tax
Rolling me a big ass blunt
Through the drive through
Couple hundred shots and a mop
When we slide through
Rob a nigga blind now he shocked
I'm surprised too
Bitch I ain't ya man
I ain't the one you gotta lie too
Gotta do right
Had to make the decision
Smoke blunts back to back
Man I'm way too efficient
A beam on the switch
So I hit with precision
Seen too many go
Shit I gotta keep living
If you open yo eyes
You can see me ball
Know a couple f*ck niggas
Wanna see me fall
Before I learned how to walk
Had to see me crawl
Tie my hands behind my back
And I can still beat yall
How many times ima tell you this shit we doing
Is P I ain't talking bout player
I don't know what this thot think ima maf*cking hero
Cause I ain't coming to save her
How many times did I tell you you wasn't the one
Lil nigga I can't even remember
I hit the bitch bitch and I had fell in love with her pussy
And nigga I don't even remember
My niggas pull up with 762's and them chop sticks
Boy it'll f*ck up yo temple
Caught that boy lacking that shit was so simple
That Uzi go pop I just jump like a pimple
I don't know what her name is put dick in her dimple
Yea I knew he was soft cause he jumped when it hit em
She had sucked me too good felt like I had to tip her
She said I'm in a Royce I'll just show you a nipple
I'm like nah bitch just give me some head then I'm dipping
Got my hands in my pocket that fye what I'm gripping
I don't know why these lil boujee bitches be tripping
I told bro stay out the way but he didn't get it
I be popping percs
I be popping jiggas
I just seen lil shhh
Know I gotta get em
It's just me and Kues
Know it's been a minute
I don't trust these niggas
I don't trust these bitches
Yea
I don't trust these niggas
I don't trust these bitches
Yea yea
Maxant bitch I'm back at it again
Packs came in in trappin again
I rather do Business with niggas I don't even know
Then just sit and waste time with my freinds
Yea, aye
Don't be jealous cause we wanna win
I did 10k in a week and I didn't even write it
You niggas still stuck in a trance
Tryna fit in
Tryna sound like you outside
The sun is too much for your skin
I come alive
The feelings that's sitting inside
Gone bubble all over the pan
Spraying me down
She swear that she holding me down
But really just treat me like Pam
I dream about Martin and Gina
And serve like Serena these racks they won't fit in my hand