Ty Dolla $ign, Mustard, Lil Durk - My Friends lyrics

(Mustard on the beat, ho)

On top of the world, me and my clique, ayy
Got it out the mud, now we all lit
This how it feel to be rich
Black and poppin' (Pop)
Fuck your feelings
I can hear the money callin' (Callin')
Yeah, me and my friends
Yeah (Ooh, yeah) , me and my twin
Yeah (Ooh, yeah) , me and my friends, yeah (Ah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)

My friends, my niggas, my gang (Gang)
Who they think they playin' with
Who in God's name? (Name)
Hangin' out the Lamb'
I drive a suicide thing (Thing)
Who been smokin' midget? You
Ain't doing high grade
Know I gotta make a good first impression
Fuck her from the back, lettin'
Out all all my aggression, yеah
(yeah)
Casamigo' got you acting reckless (Yеah)
Sex you with the lights on
Still got on my necklace, yeah
(yeah) i bought some bottles and bitches
For me and my friends (yeah, friends)
I'm in a Urus
Lil' bruh and them came in a Benz (Benz)
Stop countin' my pockets
Just know that I'm getting my ends (My ends)
I might spend it all on my friends

On top of the world, me and my clique, ayy
Got it out the mud, now we all lit
This how it feel to be rich
Black and poppin' (Pop)
Fuck your feelings
I can hear the money callin' (Callin')
Yeah, me and my friends
Yeah (Ooh, yeah) , me and my twin
Yeah (Ooh, yeah) , me and my friends, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (O oh)

Uh, that ain't your dawg
You ain't got the same opps (Let's get it)
That's my mud brother
Got love for him like the same pops
(Same pops) you know I love you
I'll send the real addy to the main slot
(yeah, yeah)
You know that's twin and 'nem, same thots
Same Glocks (Let's get it)
Bitch, you think too much (Wow, wow)
You tryna fight me 'cause I'm sober, bitch
You drink too much
(Bitch, you drink too much) and if we fuck
He sit outside 'cause he don't
Know who to trust
(He don't know who to trust)
They stop my residency at Drai's
My case too much (My case too much, oh oh)
I was fightin' my gun case by my lonely (Uh)
These are my brothers who I'm with
These not my homies (These not my homies)
For his baby shower, ain't have no money
I gave him onesies (I gave him onesies)
Call his mama my mama, or call her, "Auntie"
(yeah)

On top of the world, me and my clique
(yeah) , ayy
Got it out the mud, now we all lit (yeah)
This how it feel to be rich
Black and poppin' (Pop, yeah)
Fuck your feelings
I can hear the money callin' (Callin')
Yeah, me and my friends
Yeah (Ooh, yeah) , me and my twin
Yeah (Ooh, yeah) , me and my friends, yeah (Ah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)