I got frenemies Got a lot of frenemies Got so many people tryna drain me off this energy Tryna take away from a nigga Playing with the money, pray for these nigga's Drop a bitch at the mall, tell her buy what she want I got a condo, I only spent a night in it once Rappers talking sideways in their interviews They just tryna stay on flow like a in a tube I might drop a mixtape cause I'm in the mood Probably get my dick sucked What you mad at a nigga for, I don't get it Your running out of time lil homie, the clock ticking I think I want a r&b girl tonight I'm a that's a early flight Red light special and your chick get served Sign on the door say do not disturb I got frenemies Got a lot of frenemies Got a lot people tryna drain me off this energy Tryna take away from a nigga Playing with the bread, pray for a nigga, nigga Nigga you don't want no problems with me I put money on your head that's a hobby to me I pull up and fill the hotel lobby with freaks Your girl sneaking out the crib just to party with me Last night I met a thottie with a college degree So I let her give me braing, said she smarter than me What you mad at a nigga for, I don't get it I could trade in my Ferrari for a hundred Honda Civic's And get one of them bitches to, all of my bitches then Put that shit on Twitter for ya, just to say I did it, hollup Champagne for my guest DJ Khalid on the speakerphone, tell em we the best Smoking energy Smoking on some energy