Friends (feat. Kairo6k, Mitsu & Blxty)

Skrrt off in a JDM (Yeah), goin' up with all my friends

Just copped some Yohji's, if I want to, I'll do it again

Mix and match my clothing, Vetements, with the Helmut Lang

Keep on talking down, I'ma sit and count—

Plu-plugg

Louis bag on my back, I keep spending racks (Racks)

She keep hittin' up my line but I don't text her back (Text her back)

With the bros, in Japan, yeah, we in our bag

Iced out, but I'm not cold, I got Fendi on my coat (On my coat)

I got some new designer kicks up on my toes (On my toes)

Bitch, I'm off this gas, I can feel it in my throat (In my throat)

And we spend a rack when we walk into the store (Store)

I just hit decline if she callin' up my phone

All this money for this money counter, never gonna stop (Yeah)

Pull up to the function, everybody staring, we on top (Yeah)

Still, I wonder why? (Yeah)

Drivin' through the night, city life, I— (Yeah)

Skrrt off in a JDM (Yeah), goin' up with all my friends

Just copped some Yohji's, if I want to, I'll do it again (Yeah)

Mix and match my clothing, Vetements, with the Helmut Lang (Yeah)

Keep on talking down, I'ma sit and count my dividends (Yeah)

VV 'round my neck, but you still wear that same old choker

Y-3 on my belt, but you still dressing like the Joker

Keep my circle close, you ain't nothing but a poser

Everybody hating, they just wishing that they were closer to me

Ksubi on the jeans

I've been in my bag, and my sweater Yohji

When me and mental (Enter), yeah, we bound to make a scene

And I'm posted up with Kairo and blxty, yeah, that's the team (Team)

Are you gonna pop up to the party or not?

Step out in the Louis Vuittons and we come to a full stop

Step into my shoes, I'm in my Trues

You look up to me, I ask, "Like, who are you?"

Are you writing down these notes? Okay

And I'm coming at your throat, okay, yeah

I swear that shit's just a mystery

Around my wrist like history

And when I grin, you can see my diamonds glistening, okay