[Chorus: Quinn & 21st Century]
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
Friends for wealth and fame
Money counter, count it up
Money counter, count it up, oh-oh
Money counter, count it up
Friends for wealth and fame
(Hahahahaha)
Money counter, count it up
Money counter, count it up, oh-oh
Money counter, count it up
Friends for wealth and fame
[Verse]
I don't wanna get to know you, I don't wanna shake your hands
I don't wanna follow socials, you was tryna make a buck
What OT? I barely know you, I don't need no fuckin' friends
And I don't need the fuckin' locals
Money counter, count it up
I was wearing Ksubi jeans before you ever gave a fuck
I bе moving closer, every trip bе paid for
Life I live is easy, 'cause this the shit I'm made for
And you could never be me, we don't draw from the same source
I don't know what they hate for
My crew, I'll put in pain for
No one finna stop me, so, bitch, I'm finna take more
I don't got a reason to see you ever again
I don't see my shadow in you, let alone a friend
I don't know nobody, all I know is get the bands
None of this shit matter 'cause we all on stolen land
(Don't ask me for help, don't think I'll ever lend a hand)
Worry 'bout the failure but that shit ain't in the plans
(If I want designer, I could cop one from Japan)
He was tapping her before you, that is not your mans
[Chorus: Quinn & 21st Century]
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
Friends for wealth and fame
Money counter, count it up
Money counter, count it up, oh-oh
Money counter, count it up
Friends for wealth and fame
Money counter, count it up
Money counter, count it up, oh-oh
Money counter, count it up
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
[Outro: 21st Century]
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
(Hahahahaha)
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
Friends for wealth and fame, oh-oh
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