Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No New Friends!, artist - Autumn!. Date of issue: 09.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No New Friends! |
| You gotta let me know what’s up with you 'fore I hit your friend |
| Top floor shit, yeah, penthouse shit, yeah, that’s just what we in |
| Hop right out of that Beamer, broski hop right out of that Benz |
| None of these bitches know my name, yeah, they just call me Twin |
| Uzis, 'cause they groupies |
| And I don’t even want no friends |
| They ruthless, and they clueless |
| I’m just focused on them M’s |
| And good music, gettin' to it |
| Niggas always say they gon' spin |
| And don’t do it, they so goofy |
| Wanna know what I be in |
| I’m just coolin' with my Ksubi |
| Already know what I’m in |
| White tee, in my Ksubis |
| All the bullshit make me grin |
| It’s just funny, you so stupid |
| New G-L-O-C-K's in |
| Can’t wait to go use it |
| I don’t really think you’re my speed, but fuck it, that’s your problem |
| Nigga still pourin' up that green, and don’t know why he nauseous |
| D-R-A-C-O on me, so you better be cautious |
| And I been gettin' to that cheese, straight blue, it’s no cottage |
| Got a whole honey bun on me off streams, not college |
| Goddamn, I’m poppin', ha |
| I just took lil' cous' to the mall, how much we finna spend? |
| You say you miss me and I say I miss you, but really it just depends, oh |
| You gotta let me know what’s up with you 'fore I hit your friend |
| Top floor shit, yeah, penthouse shit, yeah, that’s just what we in |
| Hop right out of that Beamer, broski hop right out of that Benz |
| None of these bitches know my name, yeah, they just call me Twin |
| Uzis, 'cause they groupies |
| And I don’t even want no friends |
| They ruthless, and they clueless |
| I’m just focused on them M’s |
| And good music, gettin' to it |
| Niggas always say they gon' spin |
| And don’t do it, they so goofy |
| Wanna know what I be in |
| I’m just coolin' with my Ksubi |
| Already know what I’m in |
| White tee, in my Ksubis |
| All the bullshit make me grin |
| It’s just funny, you so stupid |
| Bought a stick to protect myself |
| At all costs, I’m a boss |
| That stick gon' wish him well |
| Now he gone, and he lost |
| And they tried to bring him back |
| They gon' fail, so why try? |
| Goddamn, goodbye |
| 'Kay, bool, it’s cool |
| If you think that you gon' rob me, nigga |
| Up my tool, yeah |
| Oh shit, I’m on they ass |
| And I’m high off this gas, ha |
| Put your shit in the trash, twin |
| 'Cause you know that shit ass, yeah |
| 41 hit with no flash |
| Sittin' first class, countin' these racks, yeah |
| These niggas be so out sad |
| With no money tryna live too fast |
| Yeah, I’m tryna hit you, you bad |
| But your friend got a lil' bit of— (Uh-huh) |
| So you gotta let me (Know) |
| You gotta let me know what’s up with you 'fore I hit your friend |
| Top floor shit, yeah, penthouse shit, yeah, that’s just what we in |
| Hop right out of that Beamer, broski hop right out of that Benz |
| None of these bitches know my name, yeah, they just call me Twin |
| Uzis, 'cause they groupies |
| And I don’t even want no friends |
| They ruthless, and they clueless |
| I’m just focused on them M’s |
| And good music, gettin' to it |
| Niggas always say they gon' spin |
| And don’t do it, they so goofy |
| Wanna know what I be in |
| I’m just coolin' with my Ksubi |
| Already know what I’m in |
| White tee, in my Ksubis |
| All the bullshit make me grin |
| It’s just funny, you so stupid |