Friends with Benefits

Lyrics
[Intro] (C Gutta) [Verse 1] I took you out them projects, we damn near lived on the jet Bust you down when I met you, hope you never forget I held you down and made sure you always look like a check That way them hatin' hoes know you my bitch, real shit Friends with benefits, girl, I hope you feelin' this Ever since I fucked another bitch, you don't take me serious Don't I make you sleep in peace the way I be killin' it? We caught feelings and our flight the same night, but I came twice Diamond chain Elianttе, she don't do no plain Jane I'm insane, lеt's make a tape like Kim K and Ray J Patek on your wrist too, upgrade all your whips, you Bad, you don't need me for shit, baby, you be lit too [Chorus] Loyal to my gang, it's on my ring and my chain Only runnin' to the bank, I ain't chasin' no fame Know it's money over bitches, but I'm stuck in my ways I been with a lot of bitches, they don't love me the same, look I don't wanna be the person you blame Only time I talk to tellers when I walk in the bank Know it's money over bitches, but I'm stuck in my ways I been with a lot of bitches, they don't love me the same [Verse 2] Don't complain or feel embarrassed when I call you my bitch I used to get way out of character, but you're so bad I shouldn't be mad if niggas stare at ya I can't find nobody to compare to ya Me and you together, no stylist, it ain't fair at all I'm fly as a bitch I put my heart on my sleeve, now it's part of my fit Part of my wrist, and bitch, go to Hell if you change on me And I don't wanna be the person you bring, oh no [Chorus] I'm loyal to my gang, it's on my ring and my chain Only runnin' to the bank, I ain't chasin' no fame Know it's money over bitches, but I'm stuck in my ways I been with a lot of bitches, they don't love me the same, look I don't wanna be the person you blame Only time I talk to tellers when I walk in the bank Know it's money over bitches, but I'm stuck in my ways I been with a lot of bitches, they don't love me the same, look [Outro] Loyal to my gang, it's on my ring and my chain Only runnin' to the bank, I ain't chasin' no fame Know it's money over bitches, but I'm stuck in my ways I been with a lot of bitches, they don't love me the same, look
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Credits
- Writers
- A Boogie wit da Hoodie
- Ali P
- C Gutta
- London Jae