Fr!Ends

I can never get enough, in the summer you too much
You said that we on a run, hopefully into the sun
I've got friends on every side, but you've met like all of them
We so stuck together, tied, but I'd do this shit for life, uh

Nobody versus I'll give them a halo
I'm spitting these verses like bob the tomato
I'll put you in hearses I wrote this is cursive
I feel like grim reaper im really gonna hurt you
Thinking a lot so im feeling like plato
Her booty like jello then shake it like J-lo
If you're a faker won't tell your ass hello
Im clemetine bleach nigga look at my pelo
Cop in weight so i'm always gon' pay low
Whole lotta cheese and a whole lotta queso
Whole lotta yin and a whole lotta peso
Whole lotta money and it's coming by the case load
Give me roadside assistance like geico
Two different watches to keep up with timezones
You smoking flower we smoking on pinecone
Take a little acid, now talk about mind-blown

I can never get enough, in the summer you too much
You said that we on a run, hopefully into the sun
I've got friends on every side, but you've met like all of them
We so stuck together, tied, but I'd do this shit for life, uh

All of our energy harmonized
You miss me more than Obama, right?
Putting the flame to the podium
Skipping from the lecture to write my own poems
Split from the theater, I don't want no drama
Statement a sentence, I need to add commas
Got a lil water it's washing my laundry
Anticipating what you can want from me
If it's some bullshit you ain't getting nothing
If it's a favor, you know that I got you
Or, you could take my heart
Throw it in to park
Or break it into parts
Whatever floats your yacht
Surf and turf, steak with the sharks
Vibes we on versus the things we want
Don't get distracted by mirror smoke
Tried to put me in a suit and tie
I need a suit more like Tony Stark's
America got the coldest heart
You make it like spring in the park
Treat the real thing like false alarm
We losing lives due to open arms
There's no people we're supposed to harm

I can never get enough, in the summer you too much
You said that we on a run, hopefully into the sun
I've got friends on every side, but you've met like all of them
We so stuck together, tied, but I'd do this shit for life, uh



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Writer(s): Jordan Pippins
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