Her & Her Friends Lyrics

Come on, come on, yeah, pour me up some more gang Yeah, I've been outside for a cool lil' minute

I've been outside, I've been outside for a cool lil' minute I've been outside, too turnt up with the guys

She see the motions then, slide, I'm pourin' up Just put it twice in this cup, goddamn, finna sip till I die

Yeah, come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah

Yeah, shaking the cup, I put the drink in the cup I seen her body was movin', ice in the cup

I just keep shakin' and shakin', know its your mind that you losin' We in the club, she keep on shakin' and shakin

And, baby, I love how you do it You got hoes on your phone, but you keep declinin', declinin

I swear to God, bae you the rudest Bad lil' bitch, pretty face in the coupe

Slide through bring one of your boo's, Slide through with one of your hoes

Slide through, bring love for the crew turnt up in the party, we too lit

Take shots in the party, we all in Bad bitch and her friends say they all tens

Rich bitch, give a fuck if we in the Benz Rich bitch, give a fuck if we all friends

Turned up in the stu, I don't need pens Turned up, I got cash, I don't need friends

Spend some racks on some shoes, I don't take trends

It's cold, ain't have a jacket on me Bae, I was stuck with your smile, so I came around

And I ain't have nothin' on me Now that you come from the South

These hoes get around, and they ain't have nothin' on you

Gettin' high, I'm in the clouds, floating' around Thinking' about how I sold you

I sold the bag for the one time She need attention, I need rhymes

And I can't do nothin' if you not mine,

bae you Superstar, I promise you gon' shine

Yeah, I been ghost, I'm turnt up with the bros

Still tryna get how it goes, heart on froze

Still found out some shit, but I guess it's the way life goes

I pulled up, I just dropped a shot, bitch Inside of my shot, but I still need more

I'm on go, can't chase no ho Not lookin' for fish in the sea Nemo

Yeah, I just gotta play my role Yeah, I just need to go make more

Yeah, I just need to add up my racks Yeah, I just need to count all my songs

Yeah, I just need to make a million a month or somethin

And then go ghost, yeah Bad lil' bitch with a hundred somethin

Likes on a, on a goddamn post, yeah I need a ride on the rolls

See the stars in the sky, that's the oath, yeah

I need to grow my bands up I need to go get rich for the bros

I gotta do it for brothers and kins I gotta do it for brothers and friends

I gotta do it for my ma and my pops I gotta run up the shit in the end

I gotta get me a couple of ends Stacked up in a tent, stacked up with my friends

Know I ain't comin' back from a hole On the way to the top, you can meet me at the end

She fucked up, tryna sleep off xans, I'm too up, feelin' like a man

Got shooters tucked, plus I'm in they blend Got shooters tucked, callin em and they zam

I'm too up, feelin' like a man Got shooters tucked

I'm too up, feelin' like a man Got shooters tucked