JUST FRIENDS

Turn on that brand new shi', yeah, yeah, yeah Turn on that brand new shi', yeah, mhm, yeah Brand new B in a Benz Why she want love? I thought we were friends Yeah, she out of town and she come to my ends Right off a jet, she give me a text, like Where you gon' be, when you wan' see me? Yeah, I'm here all alone, you should come please me I'm leaving her wet, remind me of Fiji R.I.P. to my brodie, I wish you could see me Two twin glocks, yeah, Bonnie and Clyde Two twin shorties and they staying the night She loving my touch and I'm grabbing her thigh I don't gotta say it, you know she gon' ride I'm keeping it hot like I'm making some pottery I'm one in a hundred, like I won the lottery I'm only fifteen, they asking a lot of me I climb to the top, yeah, that's where I gotta be Yeah, brand new B in Milan I thought we were friends, why she want love? She's screaming my name, like I put in a song I don't need no chances, I'm doing you wrong I was just masked up before Corona Why talk to a boss, when you talk to an owner? I'm getting this bread like I am a loner I'm keeping that Draco like I'm from Toronto I got like four, four, four shorties on me Angel numbers and they heavenly They fading away, like LeBron passing Kareem I'm dropping an album, like, Nights Like These She come over once and she think that I need her Foreign girl and I buy her a Visa Foreign girl, she from Ibiza Options be open, yeah, I'm finna leave her We at the mall and she buying out Tiffany Remind me of dollars, the way that you dead to me I'm burning a rose, cause she said she'll wait for me That's how it goes, and now you're dead to me Yeah, we just friends, what is she telling you Yeah, my bullets be blessing you Send her to God and I hope that he blesses you Talk on my name, my bullets, they get to you Writing these songs like I'm writing a letter Knock out his body like Conor McGregor Yeah she wanna hit, yeah, I'ma go let her Every time that she slide, she keep getting wetter I been really trying to get it Breaking numbers into bricks I know this house a good investment I'ma build up my credit There was snakes, had to dead 'em Had a show at my section, pray to God when I'm alone I got this money, I'm wealthy Ice on my wrist, AP Unbuckle my belt, VV Loving my style, CC Snakes in the grass, so they harder to see Alone at the top, so it's harder for me Hop on your beat and I'll get you a record, now that's guaranteed If you make a hit, now that's rare indeed 76 bodies, I play with Embiid I look at her picture like it's NFT, uh, yeah Stack up my fist, they add up to a band Took her for sushi, came straight from Japan Down on her knees, she don't use her hands Face everywhere, international man Pass around girl, that's ain't basketball, man Shawty, she bad and she natural, yeah I'm keeping it hot like I'm making some pottery I'm one in a hundred, like I won the lottery I'm only fifteen, they asking a lot of me I climb to the top, yeah, that's where I gotta be She be giving me head, but you still ain't talking to me Juice in my cup and I call it a robbery Haven't been hot in a minute, I had to get it Got me a rack and I spend it I got the bulls like I'm Dennis Remember snakes, how I dead 'em Want me dead, so I let them They mean nothing to me, think he's sick and I bless him Never took breaks, I'm always focused I crush on progression, nah, nah, yeah Brand new B in a Benz Why she want love? I thought we were friends Yeah, she out of town and she come to my ends Right off a jet, she give me a text, like Where you gon' be, when you wan' see me? Yeah, I'm here all alone, you should come please me I'm leaving her wet, remind me of Fiji R.I.P. to my brodie, I wish you could see me Two twin glocks, yeah, Bonnie and Clyde Two twin shorties and they staying the night She loving my touch and I'm grabbing her thigh I don't gotta say it, you know she gon' ride She ridin' around in a Benz I got her in the mode with the 9's in my pants I'm telling my mama that I'ma get fans I'm telling these shorties that we only friends, yeah