I Don’t Want A Girlfriend Dude

[Intro]
Yo, who the fuck is GRVTY
Tkee with the sauce

[Chorus: The Main]
Riding shotgun, but I’m feeling automatic
Giving you love, but I’m feeling like an addict
Smokin’ up a J man you know I ain’t pass it
Smokin’ up a J that T Money packin’
All these distractions, man, I feelin' like I’m lacking
Getting this money, you know the green stackin’
Smokin’ up a J man you know I ain’t pass it
Smokin’ up a J that T Money packin’

[Verse 1: The Main]
Know I can’t be driving high as fuck I ain’t lying
Got my bitch up in the whip you know she be riding
She only tryna fuck, wish I could say I was lying
Say I was lying, say I was
I don’t need a bitch who only tryna fuck
I need a girl to give out my love, but wait, then I remember that-

[Interlude: Cherdleys]
I don’t want that, I do not want a girlfriend at all dude
No dude, no, dude seriously, honestly no dude
Like literally, no. Like metaphorically no I don’t want a girlfriend, dude
No, seriously. That sounds awful, no

[Verse 2: The Main]
Lemme bring it back to where this all bеgan
Just a lil jit hanging with my friends
Then I spot this girl who lookin bad as fuck
So I tell my boy walk up
That nigga walks up
Confidеnt as fuck
Then he comes back, it’s no luck
So I walk up tell her, “whats up”
Then she like “oh shit, what”
I’m like “yeah bitch, it’s The Main”
“who’s The Main?”
“I’m the main”
Don’t know me? thats inhumane
Boutta be bigger than Charlamagne
Girl why don’t you come with me
And we’ll go fuck with Mary Jane

[Chorus x2: The Main]
Riding shotgun, but I’m feeling automatic
Giving you love, but I’m feeling like an addict
Smokin’ up a J, man you know I ain’t pass it
Smokin’ up a J that T Money packin’
All these distractions, man, I feelin like I’m lacking
Getting this money, you know the green stackin’
Smokin’ up a J, man you know i ain’t pass it
Smokin’ up a J that T Money packin’
Riding shotgun, but I’m feeling automatic
Giving you love, but I’m feeling like an addict
Smokin’ up a J, man you know I ain’t pass it
Smokin’ up a J that T Money packin’
All these distractions, man, I feelin like I’m lacking
Getting this money, you know the green stackin’
Smokin’ up a J, man you know i ain’t pass it
Smokin’ up a J that T Money packin’