Pipe up! Pipe up! Ooh, Pipe up! Ooh, Pipe up! Yah, ayy, ohh Ayy, ayy, Smokepurpp! I don't need no friends I got my pole I don't need no friends I got my pole I don't need no friends I got my pole I don't need no friends I got my pole I don't need no friends I got my pole I smash that bitch and then she gotta go Shootin' out the Phantom, holy ghost I can't trust no one, can't trust no soul Call up the plug and I'm gettin' the lean Yeah you know right I'm a fiend I'm feenin', I'm feenin' codeine Someone come give me codeine Yeah she buggin' on my phone Why the hell she buggin' on my phone? Yeah she know the kid a lil' old (Skrt, skrt) Strapped up, nigga hella poles (yah!) Yaya! I might pull up on your block Yaya! I might let this shit pop I don't need no friends I got my pole When they put me in that room I never fold I got Rick Owens all up in my clothes I got Margielas on my feet, designer on my toes I don't need no friends I got my pole I don't need no friends I got my pole I don't need no friends I got my pole I don't need no friends I got my pole Yeah I keep a pole, I can't trust a soul Yeah we really glow, shoot up on the low Lil' Smoke could keep a scope While his bitch up on the stove I can't do no Xans I don't wanna sleep no more Only day ones (Ay!) I ain't got no friends (Ay!) All I count is bands (Ay!) watch me do my dance (Ay!) They just feeling sauce, I can't get them off (Ay!) I need green like golf (Ay!) your boy flex so false (Ooh!) Don't touch on my back (Ay!) you makin' me mad (Ay!) Got all the racks, smokin' the gas Servin' the packs, servin' the swag My belt is from Saks, she call me lil' Swag Yeah I keep a pole, yeah I keep a pole I don't need no friends I keep the pole I don't need no friends I keep the pole I don't need no friends I keep a pole I don't need no friends I keep the pole Hit that bitch then kick her out the door