Lyrics of ' Your Friends (feat. Summer Walker) ' by Hunxho

(Avedon)
(Diego)
Don't be askin' me

Huh, what you doin'? Where you been?
Where you goin'? You with your friends?
I don't like 'em, I'm just sayin'
They ain't right and I can see it
Not one of 'em got a man, not one of 'em got a plan
Not one of 'em fuckin' with you, not one of 'em drive a Benz
Every one of them tried to fuck me, but I can't let you be embarrassed
Why the hell you at the club with them when we can be in Paris?
Why the hell you go outside? I'm tryna fuck, girl, start a family
You can be with me while I'm locked in here tryna make this Grammy

Oh, yeah, baby, I'm the man, you know that
Them bitches with you nan', you know that
Come be with your man, don't go back
They're fucking up our plans and shit
We can be in Paris and shit
Hoes, they come in pairs and shit
Them hoes some embarrassments
This supercharged grand cherokee
That nigga drive a nissan, come and get you, I embarrassed him
I've been in the lab tryna get us in, don't ask me where I've been
They ain't ready for this life we live, girl, I can't let 'em in
Girl, you match my fly, the same designer you got letterman
I let you go with them every time, but baby, never 'gain
I can open you up restaurants, jamaican, mexican
I don't need you hangin' out with bitches that you better than
And I don't need you hangin' out at all, that's somethin' you better than
I'm serious, I ain't hatin' on no bitch, that's somethin' I never did
I'm curious, why they got you outside hangin' with them other men?
I'm furious, if I ask you, girl, don't tell me that's your brother them
Like, period, if I ask you, girl, don't tell me you got—

Huh, what you doin'? Where you been?
Where you goin'? You with your friends?
I don't like 'em, I'm just sayin'
They ain't right and I can see it (uh)
Not one of 'em got a man, not one of 'em got a plan (nah, nah)
Not one of 'em fuckin' with you, not one of 'em drive a Benz (I'ma be there)
Every one of them tried to fuck me, but I can't let you be embarrassed (oh)
Why the hell you at the club with them when we can be in Paris? (Oh, no)
Why the hell you go outside? I'm tryna fuck, girl, start a family (oh)
You can be with me while I'm locked in here tryna make this Grammy

Y'all niggas no better, no cheese, no cheddar
Be concerned what your homies tellin' me, I deserve better
Be concerned with your homies blowin' me, writin' love letters
You got bigger fish to fry, baby, watch your back
You know, you're not just anybody
Yeah, you bagged the badest
You ain't fuckin' with just anybody, my ass the fattest
Know my company just don't be what I'm on
But I'll be there if you decide to get gone
Not one time did I leave for the club
In my spare time is when I'm showin' up
Nan' once did I deny Paris and kids
I just said: I'm in my twenties, so, shit
So, I'ma get live if I want to
Baby, know I'ma spend how I want to
I got love in my eyes, yeah, I want you
Let's not talk about friends, I don't want to
Don't be askin' me

Huh, what you doin'? Where you been?
Where you goin'? You with your friends?
I don't like 'em, I'm just sayin'
They ain't right and I can see it (uh)
Not one of 'em got a man, not one of 'em got a plan (nah, nah)
Not one of 'em fuckin' with you, not one of 'em drive a Benz (I'ma be there)
Every one of them tried to fuck me, but I can't let you be embarrassed (oh)
Why the hell you at the club with them when we can be in Paris? (Oh, no)
Why the hell you go outside? I'm tryna fuck, girl, start a family (oh)
You can be with me while I'm locked in here tryna make this Grammy

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no