Panama Jane - Friends Lyrics

Aye Klad you cookn crack aye
For real
Call your friends
Call em brrrtt
I got friends
Woah woah shit
Money to spend
Cash cash run it
Lets get it in
F*ck it up f*ck it up ooo
Call your friends
Call em
I got friends
Woah woah shit
Money to spend
Cash cash run it
Lets get it in
F*ck it up f*ck it up ooo
Follow me all on the internet
Slide in my DM is superwet
Pipe it up just like a corvette
While I'm sliding off your Rolex
Boy you f*cking with a f*cking vet
Got you going where you going next
If you pull my dress I might make a mess
He done pon da river now your man vex
And all of my bitches is bad (Bad)
They sweet but they want the bag (Bag)
I heard you got zips on lock
Thats why your name in my phone is glad (Glad)
And it's smoking like a muffler
I'm throwing it just like a juggler
And I'm knowing you hang with hustlas
And I'm thinking I got you some costumers
Call your friends
Call em brrrtt
I got friends
Woah woah shit
Money to spend
Cash cash run it
Lets get it in
F*ck it up f*ck it up ooo
Call your friends
Call em
I got friends
Woah woah shit
Money to spend
Cash cash run it
Lets get it in
F*ck it up f*ck it up ooo
I'm slim
I'm not petite
(Wave)
The best
Don't need a critique
(Never)
F*ck da booth
I'm making it queef
Spitting like I got no teeth
If it's fat turn the other cheek
(Amen)
If it's fake let me get a squeak
(Ooo)
If you got meat
I need a receipt
Take a bitch out to eat
Pick the shit out of ya teeth
Take me home
Then lick on my feet
(Gates)
No run of the mill
Don't need to be meek
Jane a titan in the sheets
(Thanos)
Its sweet but shit ain't sweet
He a baby I put him to sleep
Then I'm skating in a Jeep
I heard you missing ya Felipe
Call your friends
Call em brrrtt
I got friends
Woah woah shit
Money to spend
Cash cash run it
Lets get it in
F*ck it up f*ck it up ooo
Call your friends
Call em
I got friends
Woah woah shit
Money to spend
Cash cash run it
Lets get it in
F*ck it up f*ck it up ooo