Текст песни No Friends - Gotti Banxx

I got the paper I don't need friends
I see the fake shit through all of my lens
Said you'd be there but you wasn't there
Show me your colors I see this shit clear
Told her be quiet in front of my peers
This money not on me I keep this shit near
Got too much drip make your bitch disappear
Never lied to her I was always sincere
Rockin' designer all at the premiere
I pour up this lean I don't drink belvedere
Eating good I spent a rack on a meal
My life movin' fast I don't know how to feel
These hoes in my phone makin' my baby trip
She say I spent way too much time at the Strip
She off the coca she can't feel her lips
Walk like I'm big dog I look like a lick

I'm off the meds I can't hold still
She sip my lean, I hope she don't spill it
Fuckin' all night we both off a pill
Don't got no worries 'cuz my cup stay filled
Highway to heaven no control on the wheel
The devil don't want me to have my own will
With you for life if you keep this shit real
The math don't add up I'm declining the deal
Handle the loss just like a boss
I'ma bounce back 'cuz I gotta ball
I'm on the move, can't take your call
When I'm back splurge on Dior at the mall
We the new wave we the new renaissance
They put me down I'ma come back and stunt
I stay sedated three grams in the blunt
Town full of clowns all these rappers my sons
She got designer bags all on her arm
Without you I would be lost I'd be numb
Get money like it's a itch in my palm
They wanna be friends they fake fuck 'em all

She got designer bags all on her arm
Without you I would be lost I'd be numb
Get money like it's a itch in my palm
They wanna be friends they fake fuck 'em all

I got the paper I don't need friends
I see the fake shit through all of my lens
Said you'd be there but you wasn't there
Show me your colors I see this shit clear
Told her be quiet in front of my peers
This money not on me I keep this shit near
Got too much drip make your bitch disappear
Never lied to her I was always sincere
Rockin' designer all at the premiere
I pour up this lean I don't drink belvedere
Eating good I spent a rack on a meal
My life movin' fast I don't know how to feel
These hoes in my phone makin' my baby trip
She say I spent way too much time at the Strip
She off the coca she can't feel her lips
Walk like I'm big dog I look like a lick