Lyrics 304 Friends - Crybaby Cash

I won't say that I come from the streets but I'm hood adjacent
Got a potna that be scaring all the hoes that nigga Jason
I admit I probably DM a lot of hoes but I don't be chasing
Niggas think I made it
Still not rich but famous
Still out here risk taking
Still out here bitch taking
Still trying get Bentayga
I still ain't hit my banger

I know a bitch that got four kids from three niggas
That shit there crazy
Know a nigga who got shot in the head
And still living that there amazing
It's a cold ass world, need a big Monclair like fuck a blanket
I was trying to read your mind
But ain't nothing there bae, I can't save you
She from Austin, but she moved to Houston
Now she work at The Basement
Her rent only like 1250, so she complacent
She been saving up for some brand new titties
But she ain't say shit
Except for in her close friends
I don't even know shawty that well, but I'm in her close friends
I think she had everybody she follow to her close friends
It ain't nothing but memes and ventilation in her close friends
But she got a finsta and she be wilding for her hoe friends
I know you want a real good nigga, but it's hard to focus
Cause all these bitches on Twitter talking about bullshit
Telling you to fuck over niggas to feel some motion
Telling you to jump dick to dick like ain't nothing wrong with it
You don't know no better though
I know you don't know no better though
And them hoes don't know either
You know these hoes ain't shit
Cause they had laughed when Kevin Samuels died
Can't tell me that ain't evil
Oversexualizing yourself, baby, how did your daddy treat you?
Yeah baby this a safe space, you don't gotta put on that face-ade
Oops, I mean a facade
Fussing in people's comments, you stressed out, go get a massage
You made a Only Fans like everybody, that's not a good idea
I know since I'm a man this some shit you don't want to hear
For really dawg, nigga tryna tell you some real shit
Baby, don't piss me off
That bitch sit high but it ride fast, I almost flipped the car
You shaking ass on your gram, you ain't getting nothing from it
Come on, can't even cap like my explore page ain't full of it
That's cause I fucking love it

I won't say that I come from the streets but I'm hood adjacent
Got a potna that be scaring all the hoes that nigga Jason
I admit I probably DM a lot of hoes but I don't be chasing
Niggas think I made it
Still not rich but famous
Still out here risk taking
Still out here bitch taking
Still trying get Bentayga
I still ain't hit my banger