ManeDawg Baby - NO NEW FRIENDS (feat. Glay$ure Boi)

Mm, ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay
No new friends, no new friends, I just wanna make them M's
I just wanna make them bands, bands
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends

We don't follow all them trends, we just say all the trends
I don't wanna be all friends, we don't want no new friends
No new friends, no new friends, we just want M's
We just want bands, we just want M's

Ay, no new friends when I pull up
No new fake friends, I don't want fake friends
I don't want fake M's, I don't want fake trends, yeah
Said them, don't follow them, only follow me on IG and Instagram

And I'm pushing grams, and I'm pushing M's
And I'm pushing bars, all big criminals
I should be behind bars, but I'm in front of it
Got tats and scars, you can never fear us

If you don't love us, if you wanna judge us
You can get effed up with a rake
Money in my garden, yeah, keep awake
Got money in the yard, gotta stay awake

Stay woke till the day I don't stop getting paid
No new friends, no new friends, no new, no new friends
I don't wanna make friends, I just wanna make M's
I just wanna drop bands, M's

No friend zone, that chick, she thinks she in the friend zone
But she got pics of me on her friend's phone
No new friends, no new friends, I don't wanna make friends
I wanna make M's, no new friends, no new, no new, no new friends

No new friends, no new friends, fuck fake friends
I don't wanna make friends, I just wanna make M's
I just wanna drop bands
No new friends, come out, pull up with the bands

You know me bad music, nigga, I just love to press send
I just come and make it bad, I make it all music, that trend
You know what I drop, what I smoke, and what I sip, smoke a lot
Damn, hold up, hold up, hold up, look

Look me, my nigga, shoot you right to top
Two points, nigga, straight for nigga, I don't smoke indoor
You know what, I'll come back, and I'll open, and I'll close the window
Coming back, nigga, I just cut the door

Busting in the bricks, in my tuffer door
Smashing bricks, nigga, yeah, cut the pipe
This a kill, my nigga, look like suicide
Trap, going crazy, this a thot

She just gave me rabies
Blood game, concrete, boys, nigga, yeah, we cut your throat
I just wanna make ends

Written by:
JOEL JOUBERT

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