Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
21 Savage
Vocals
Post Malone
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Post
Songwriter
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Travis Galette
Songwriter
Idan Kalai
Songwriter
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
William Thomas Walsh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis Bell
Producer
mac attkisson
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I lost all my friends counting bands in a Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
[Verse 3]
I lost all my friends counting bands in a Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
[Verse 4]
Lost a few friends chasing money (On God)
Had the same friends when I was bummy (Straight up)
They should have went and did stand-up
'Cause when the money come, **** act funny
Crocodile wristband, 21 Dundee
Your bitch skate so fast to the dick
That she need to go get a job at Sonic
[Verse 5]
Made it from the bottom, I'm a star (21)
Playin' with the stick like a guitar (21)
Why you got a twelve-car garage? (Why?)
'Cause I bought six new cars (No lie)
I remember times were startin' (I do)
Now I'm backstage with a bar (Big dog)
Couldn't pay the light bill, it was dark (Dark)
Now I can shine in the dark (On God)
[Verse 6]
Lost a couple friends, I ain't even really mad, though (On God)
I ain't even really mad, though (21)
Hard to tell the real from fake 'cause nowadays they got masks on
Who gon' be around when the fame and the cash gone?
I lost all my friends countin' bands in a Lambo truck
VVS's on me, fightin' icey like a hockey puck
If she wanna dance, let her dance, watch her pick it up
I don't need no friends, what's a friend if it ain't no trust?
[Verse 7]
I lost all my friends counting bands in a Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
[Verse 8]
I lost all my friends counting bands and I copped a Benz
Pull up with no army, just the guap and I'm spending it
No no, never lending it, that's all for me
I stay greedy with the dollar, giving no apologies
[Verse 9]
All these mans with they fuckin' hands up
Tryna spend somethin'
I don't ever stress, though
I got plenty pesos
I've been all alone, on my own in my new mansion
Everybody says I went ghost, jump in my Phantom
[Verse 10]
Paparazzi always tryna press up on me
Ever since I blew up, I don't know nobody
Ay, I blew eighty bands only for you to leave
Hey, I know somewhere that my momma prayin' for me
(For me)
[Verse 11]
I lost all my friends counting bands in a Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
[Verse 12]
I lost all my friends counting bands in a Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
Written by: Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Austin Richard Post, Louis Russell Bell, Idan Kalai, Travis Galette, William Thomas Walsh