Better As Friends
You hit me To pull up
Bitch it's 3 am
I already told you that we better as friends
I don't really think that we should do dis again
But yo ass be so toxic that you hit me again
So now you pull up
I get you right yea
Now she asking me if she can spend the night yea
Sorry baby I am not the type yea
Baby Yo ass gonna Uber home tonight yea
One my shawties
Rollin up them swishers
Got her wet like I been making swishes
Pour up that 42
Hop in the bimmer
When she drunk she shake it like a stripper
Go head shake it baby
For a winner
If she shake it right then ima tip her
Boy don't play wit me
Go play wit yo bitch
I am not a Angel I'm a sinner
I Hit this bitch up Whassup for dinner
Heart stay colder than a winter
Money coming in like we got printers
Hustle till I'm making seven figures
Circle gettin small its gettin thinner
Member in the trap I was a trimmer
Now I copped my own spot and life way bigger
Steaks for the dinner fine liquors
Wavy in this bitch just like a river
Wood grain in the whip it give me splinters
Party on a boat wit fine bitches
Exes lookin back they hella bitter
Talk a lot a shit but I deliver
She a demon baby love to watch them thrillers
Im at home plotting on my next winner
Get a text like "wyd?" now I'm grinning
Shawty tellin me to
Pull up
Bitch it's 3 am
I already told you that we better as friends
Ion really think that we should do dis again
But yo ass be so toxic that you hit me again
So now you pull up
I get you right yea
Now she asking me if she can spend the night yea
Sorry baby I am not the type yea
Baby Yo ass gonna Uber home tonight yea
Scared to fall in love cuz people know no better
You might think you know but baby I know better
Don't care you been wit others baby, I'm way better
She gon hit me up And ima beat the beat the beat the beat the
Aye, Yea I beat thang up
If you tryna smoke I got a ounce in the truck
Yo friends never like me but I don't give a fuck
They ain't had no one like me they lame ass stuck
Keep that shit a buck
I'm a westside boy fuck a bitch in some chucks
Screaming rip mg till that shit stuck
Right there by the bed where I keep the strap tuck
She just wanna turn up
Wilin' off a Tesla but not that musk, aye
Finish at the crib after we got drunk
Do dis shit again baby month after month
You hit me To pull up
Bitch it's 3 am
I already told you that we better as friends
I don't really think that we should do dis again
But yo ass be so toxic that you hit me again
So now you pull up
I get you right yea
Now she asking me if she can spend the night yea
Sorry baby I am not the type yea
Baby Yo ass gonna Uber home tonight yea
Bitch it's 3 am
I already told you that we better as friends
I don't really think that we should do dis again
But yo ass be so toxic that you hit me again
So now you pull up
I get you right yea
Now she asking me if she can spend the night yea
Sorry baby I am not the type yea
Baby Yo ass gonna Uber home tonight yea
One my shawties
Rollin up them swishers
Got her wet like I been making swishes
Pour up that 42
Hop in the bimmer
When she drunk she shake it like a stripper
Go head shake it baby
For a winner
If she shake it right then ima tip her
Boy don't play wit me
Go play wit yo bitch
I am not a Angel I'm a sinner
I Hit this bitch up Whassup for dinner
Heart stay colder than a winter
Money coming in like we got printers
Hustle till I'm making seven figures
Circle gettin small its gettin thinner
Member in the trap I was a trimmer
Now I copped my own spot and life way bigger
Steaks for the dinner fine liquors
Wavy in this bitch just like a river
Wood grain in the whip it give me splinters
Party on a boat wit fine bitches
Exes lookin back they hella bitter
Talk a lot a shit but I deliver
She a demon baby love to watch them thrillers
Im at home plotting on my next winner
Get a text like "wyd?" now I'm grinning
Shawty tellin me to
Pull up
Bitch it's 3 am
I already told you that we better as friends
Ion really think that we should do dis again
But yo ass be so toxic that you hit me again
So now you pull up
I get you right yea
Now she asking me if she can spend the night yea
Sorry baby I am not the type yea
Baby Yo ass gonna Uber home tonight yea
Scared to fall in love cuz people know no better
You might think you know but baby I know better
Don't care you been wit others baby, I'm way better
She gon hit me up And ima beat the beat the beat the beat the
Aye, Yea I beat thang up
If you tryna smoke I got a ounce in the truck
Yo friends never like me but I don't give a fuck
They ain't had no one like me they lame ass stuck
Keep that shit a buck
I'm a westside boy fuck a bitch in some chucks
Screaming rip mg till that shit stuck
Right there by the bed where I keep the strap tuck
She just wanna turn up
Wilin' off a Tesla but not that musk, aye
Finish at the crib after we got drunk
Do dis shit again baby month after month
You hit me To pull up
Bitch it's 3 am
I already told you that we better as friends
I don't really think that we should do dis again
But yo ass be so toxic that you hit me again
So now you pull up
I get you right yea
Now she asking me if she can spend the night yea
Sorry baby I am not the type yea
Baby Yo ass gonna Uber home tonight yea
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Writer(s): Maximo Obra
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