F(r)iends Joey Trap

[Intro]
Haha, yeah

[Chorus]
God bless me soul
Backwoods when I roll, ayy
Don't like smokin’ zax, yeah, I'd rather smoke a bowl, ayy
Don't know why we smoke ’cause my niggas on parole
But fuck it, we ain't flossin', prolly why my teeth so gold
I won't never front, I need that in cash
Told that bitch to suck, ayy, I ain't wanna smash, ayy
Burner to your tummy, I hope that you hungry, ayy
All about my money, so you know JK ain't funny, yeah, ooh
My pistol's a strap, ayy
She think I'm her dad, ayy, ayy
Thinkin’ I’m back, ayy
I [?], ayy
In the fields with the bird, like an Eagle
God damn, I'm high, it’s nice to meet you
Think big, it's nice and legal, think big, it's nice and legal
They should lock me up, lean in my double cup
Smokin' double stuffed, ayy, Oreo my blunt, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
I don’t want no friends, I got my strap, ayy
I don't want no friends, I got my cash, yeah
My bitch, she bad, yeah
Yeah, my bitch, she bad, yeah, ayy
I don't want no friends, I got my strap, ayy
I don't want no friends, I got my cash, yeah, ayy
I don't need no friends, I got my bag
I don't need no friends, I got a bag, ayy
My bitch, she bad, ayy, I don't need no friends, ayy
Bitch, she bad, ayy, I don't- ayy, ayy, yeah