Benz Friendz Lyrics - Future

I told that bitch, I told that bitch 

I told that bitch, I told that bitch 

Yeah, this for the niggas with Benzes and the niggas without 'em 

Scram, ho! 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

And I don't want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho 

These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit 

These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit 

(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) 

(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) 

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These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit 

These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit 

(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) 

(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) 

Graduated from the fabricated sabotages 

Conversated with a lady goin' Lambo crazy 

Bitch, you better cut it, shawty, I'm 'bout to cut you off 

Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just seen you flaunt 

Aye, tell that girl you 'bout to settle, whatchutola 

Aye, see how she react when you're no longer in your Bimmer 

Then she find out that the Bentley wasn't really rented 

Can you sell a kilo? Help a nigga move a kilo 

Oh, you want the private jet to take a flight to Rio 

Can't no Maybach prevent a nigga from makin' mula 

Oh, you gold diggin' diggin' graveyard loser 

Ain't none of my cars American, King of Zamunda 

Let's have a heart-to-heart, drink wine, make art 

Backseat of the Benzo, the AMG 

Can you love a thug, is all make believe 

Pure fantasy, I see through it easily 

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I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

And I don't want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho 

I told the girl I'm 'bout to sell the Porsche, I'm tired of it 

She go and told these folks I'm goin' broke, a smile poured 

From my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only hearted 

Broken records from broken English, that's all it 

Hol' up and if I were, why would you throw a party? 

Affection is so convenient when ballin' 

Correction, these hoes don't mean it when fallin' 

I guess that's why Lois can't be with Clark Kent 

Fly on a nigga back while he Superman 

But if I'm in a wheelchair, you still there? 

Stop searchin' for words, I feel stupid, man 

The shit is the Pittsburgh, I still care 

White button downs and Emory scrubs 

Had to write her birthday down because my memory sucks 

But this shit comes back up like some acid reflux 

Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic zippers 

I was zippin' through the city and I don't give a fuck 

1994 Toyota Land Cruiser because 

That bitch ain't never broke down on me, why would I do that to her? 

Simple is it, symbolism, I'll pull up at a club 

And might not never buy a new car again, if I can help it 

Cause if I buy one then they gon sell ten, then what I'm left with? 

Throw a nigga one on the strength, then we might could talk 

Til' then, I'mma ride my fuckin' bike, or walk 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

And I don't want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho 

I told that girl, I told that girl tell the truth 

Say she the greatest bitch I ever met, then show me some proof 

These girls be droppin' these lies, these girls be makin' shit up 

She don't wanna stand in my line, she tryna come to the front 

Yeah, she love her country but hate American cars 

For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of them bitches is foreign 

If yellow seems to be the color in fashion 

What happens to all of this good black pussy he keep ignorin'? 

The world told him don't shit rhyme with orange 

The girl is only with him because he's tourin' 

Well go on angel, I don't blame you, don't hang yo head 

I know it's survival for you, get it like an IOU 

She's so, materialistic 

I'm just enjoyin' life, I'm livin' life, you know? 

That worldwide pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy, yeah 

Pull up at this girl crib bumpin' Lil' Boosie, yeah 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch 

And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho 

And I don't want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho 

These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit 

These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit 

(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) 

(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) 

We drive these cars on the regular 

This life that I live is incredible 

We gon be fly whenever, we gettin' richer forever 

Without these foreign vehicles, can we still gon' be together? 

Tell me