Fake Friends Money Man

[Chorus]
All a nigga want is M's
Ancient Aztec gym
Shoot buddy like a brim
Trappin' in some wheat timbs
I’m a shark I need a fin
Fuck all these fake friends
Nigga lyin' like Pinocchio
I just sold a P to so and so
Keep the Drac' like OVO
Leave a jackboy with the shit bag
These niggas fishes like seabass
Traffic that pack in a E class
Put the 45 on his weak ass
I might drop the price on the weekend

[Verse 1]
BC we swim in the deep end
I think I just stroke on a new bent
Send you to go see Anubis
Got Africans minin' my jewelry
Bought some bitcoin from a kiosk
A Half a mill made from a growout
She don’t understand all the gas talk
Burn out the hood in a Trackhawk
My plug sent me extra, a free piece
I don’t give niggas no freebies
New rollie cold like a freezer
Street niggas keep me on repeat
Feds got a pack that’s a mishap (damn)
Ain’t with the talk and the chit chat (No)
I just observe and I sit back (Yeah)
This shit I shoot ain’t got kickback (Nigga)
She wanna ride like a Lyft (driver)
I’m staying fly like a sky (diver)
Trappin' they call me your majesty
Bitch niggas mess with my allergies
I put my shooters on salary
I hit her so long I lost calories
I’m smashing these niggas who challenge me
Money the only thing that balance me
Fly shit, I slide down a bannister
Pullin' out green from a cannister