Friends Playboi Carti

[Intro]
Yeah, alright, yuh
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
Woah, blatt
Yeah, uh (Pop out, you know that I got that)

[Chorus]
Came in that bitch wit' my friends
Came in that bitch wit' my friend
Came in that bitch wit' lil' Ian, hol' up
Me and my boy got bands
Came in that bitch wit' lil' 5, hol’ up (Came in it)
I took a ho' outside
Came in that bitch wit' lil' Rock, uh
Came in that bitch with two Glocks (Hol' up, yeah)
I'm tryna see how the fuck niggas think they flyer than me, hold up
I'm tryna see how the fuck niggas think they stylish
I fucked a bitch in the backseat, yeah, I'm on molly (Woo, smoking)
I fucked a white bitch, yeah, and the bitch name Molly (Molly, woo)

[Verse]
You don't have to translate
I got that big bank (Hol' up)
We got the big bank (Hol' up)
I got them big racks (Hol' up, big racks)
I cannot chit-chat, yeah
I'm in that 'Bach, 'Bach, yeah
I got a 'Bach, 'Bach
Countin' my backends (Yeah)
Dеalin' that Becky (Yeah)
I flex on thеse bitches (Yeah, slatt)
Double cup, leanin' (Slatt)
Look at that man (Yeah)
I flex on his bitch (Flexin')
I painted my dreads (Slatt)
I painted my bitch (Slatt)
I painted the Lamb' (Yeah, slatt)
I painted the shit, uh (Uh)
I painted my nails, uh
I'm pretty, lil' bitch, uh
Came a long way, oh, yeah