Friends With Benefits lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, mm, ay

[Verse 1]
Cartier necklace on me, you never checked up on me (You never checked up on me)
b*tch n*ggas referencing me, they not that special to me (They not that special)
Traitors are messaging me, they just want leverage on me (They just want leverage)
I might just off you now (I might just)
f*ck is you talkin' 'bout? (I might just)
I might just, I might just
DM Zendaya, candy-coated Benz driver
Thin patience, big rims, thin tyres (Woo)
New paper, I'd explain but gotta wait 'til the ink dryer (Skrt)
D'you know they payin' her like Stoudemire

[Chorus 1]
Drunk text Laya, that's a vibe (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
Only player at me in the right (In my)
New swag make me feel alive
Scared to fail, n*ggas freeze up and never try

[Verse 2]
Girls only say them into me to see what they'll get outta me
Went on tour with a superstar, none of them said they proud of me
This dark cloud follow me, now that I got all this clout on me
I gotta tells these hoes to move around from me
(Fuchsia two-seater)
Swag on Dua Lipa, f*ck y'all
No interviews, I ain't doing features
Old friends don't know me and never knew me either
And now we crucify Judas until ya
Yeah, new crib got me geechy
Diamonds doin' the meechy
(Got a "Jones" for Quincy daughter, don't stop, get awfully freaky)
I have to lie and tell her jokes and all when she meet me
But I tell ya I'm the greatest, you really ought to believe me (What?)
I get the top wrecked, this my humble karma proceed me
Question, freezer or Pegasus for my necklace? (Bling)
My amnesia is bad, I forget all my exes
But my recollection could confirm there ain't no racist in Alexis Texas
[Chorus 2]
Cash house in 409
Same girls tryna blow my high (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
I don't give a f*ck about your guy
This my world, yeah, your rules do not apply

[Interlude]
Man, I don't know if y'all ever, uh... tried to co-ordinate phone sex with somebody that lives in Australia but it's really difficult... with the time-zones and everything, you know

[Verse 3]
Ay
Eyeliner impossibly perfect
Still bodying verses
Why these n*ggas never do the sleep talking in person
You way more popping playa so why you making comments
You make me vomit, I'ma sh*t on all of y'all I promise
Snake skin with the leather, my pants are hybrid texture
Crazy how n*ggas be gassed but I still grade you a E
For all you guys' effort
These boys are bunch of Simon Says-ers who's only difference is that some of 'em disguise it better
I see 'em charting high on Billboard
Round town now I see 'em on Billboards
Everybody favorite album dawg I'm still bored
I leave models on read you would kill for
Made her say, "Whoa, Black Rob"
Any A&R who slept gon' lose they job
f*ck it, I can throw myself the lob
How it feel to know you didn't drop Lebron
New Timbs, chewing gum sole
I'm with that extra sh*t
f*ck you for life with the ribbon tied to the sentiment
I really noticed it's the stronger my Momentum gets that lately friends are only friends when it benefits