Don't Need Friends (Explicit)

Don't Need Friends (Explicit) - NAV/Lil Baby

Lyrics by：Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/Amir Esmailian/Dominque Armani Jones

Composed by：Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/Amir Esmailian/Dominque Armani Jones

Future：

Wheezy outta here

NAV：

I don't need friends

They don't wanna see someone like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it I really got rich

Tell a b***h or a hater to suck on my d**k

Suck on my d**k

Never give focus on hate I receive

Yeah

I could achieve more than they could dream

Yeah

I know they ain't tough enough to be me

Yeah

Makin' money like magic got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes I brought sand to the beach

Test drive 'em all but I don't wanna keep

Pop me a X 'causе I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep I get two days a week

They say they drippin' I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid and I'm feelin' relieved

Call up a thottie I hit when I please

Whatever it take might just pay her to leave

My b***h Latino my choppa is Russian

Wheezy on beats that's expensive percussions

Can't get no Act' so we sippin' on red

Can't talk to my bro 'cause he still in the feds

Can't get these demons up outta my head

Can't slide on the opps 'cause they already dead

What I can do

What you do

I can go get some money

Whole pool heated up and it cost a hunnid thousand

'Cause I left this s**t runnin'

No cap

I can turn nothin' to somethin'

Book me a show and I fly out the country

Let's go

I eat at Nobu when I get the munchies

Let's go

Drivin' in bucket seats had to serve buckets

I put the top down and I let her suck it

Friends

They don't wanna see someone like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it I really got rich

Tell a b***h or a hater to suck on my d**k

Suck on my d**k

Never give focus on hate I receive

Yeah

I could achieve more than they could dream

Yeah

I know they ain't tough enough to be me

Yeah

Makin' money like magic got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes I brought sand to the beach

Test drive 'em all but I don't wanna keep

Pop me a X 'cause I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep I get two days a week

They say they drippin' I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid and I'm feelin' relieved

Lil Baby：

I gave a round of applause to myself

I put the baddest lil' b***h on the shelf

I went '21 wagon and sat it on F's

I don't gotta brag this s**t speak for itself

I got stripes in my hood run the game I'm the ref

I keep the fire up under my belt

And I run with some real ones who bang to the left

Marchin' band baby I know how to step

I can't speak on the business it's quiet as kept

Look like a diva I know how to treat her

I know how to keep her she fine as hell

I spend a quarter milli on a Richard Mille

I keep quiet I never gon' tell

I put my life savings in a brown box

I was gettin' that s**t in the mail

I keep a mill' cash for the best lawyer

I ain't worried 'bout goin' to jail

I just spent 80k on some Hermès bags

50k more on Chanel

I got the ball now ain't gon' ball hog

I'ma pass it to bro for the lay up

I just went Prada t-shirt with the Prada jacket

You can tell I'm a motherf**kin' player

NAV：

I don't need friends

They don't wanna see someone like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it I really got rich

Tell a b***h or a hater to suck on my d**k

Suck on my d**k

Never give focus on hate I receive

Yeah

I could achieve more than they could dream

Yeah

I know they ain't tough enough to be me

Yeah

Makin' money like magic got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes I brought sand to the beach

Test drive 'em all but I don't wanna keep

Pop me a X 'cause I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep I get two days a week

They say they drippin' I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid and I'm feelin' relieved

Future：

Wheezy outta here