Letras
I ain't come in here to make friends
I ain't come in here to make friends
Hop out da coupe just me and my bands
Hop out the vette just me and my bands
Yo girl yea she waving at me
Look like I'm saving actually
Freak on her knees 'til they ashy
Money athlete I be cashing
Check after check
Pulled up in a vette
Pulled off you upset
And my girl yea she sexy, impressing
Got her a Chanel phone case
Now she flexing, but I'm impressive
And I ain't here to make friends
I ain't in here for a girl friend
I ain't in here for no best friends
No marriage here I'm the best man
My niggas gone ride wit that f n
It go bop bop Orville redden
Like a popcorn wit da breast plants
Now let me stop cause I do respect
The way that it make a nigga look left and right
Might take yo lil ass home tonight
But I ain't in it to make friends
Had to stick to the fuckin' plan
Back in business yea we up again
Got the phone and the duffle bag
Hit my line a couple times then I go to reload again
But I ain't in it to make friends