Close Friends

White Vans, white shades
She text "You comin' to my place?"
Of course, I'm only nine away
I should probably be asleep, I'm stuck in my ways
Knew that girl from VA, name was Ashley
Actually, she was a dancer that lived in D.C
Fiji, sold all my chains, this shit ain't easy
She would probably book another flight just to see me
I'm Von Miller with these tats on my body
And we got drunk in the lobby, you always know everybody
You the one that they copy
We can dip ASAP and I'm not talkin' Rocky

One flight now she in the Westin
Like two pics now I'm in the close friends
Link one time now she wanna hold hands
Spend what you want, I got too many bands
I got too much cash, puff, puff, pass
Told the one she could toot that ass
Don't worry, I could make that bag
Blew up, now I'm free at last

I feel like Sadio Mané the way I be scorin'
And she blowin' up my phone
That's some shit that I'm probaby ignorin'
I met this fresh girl in LA, but I can't wait 'til I'm tourin'
I never been a fan of drones but my girl say she from there
There's somebody somewhere, my age
Pickin' up their kid from daycare
And that couldn't be me, oh no, I'm tryna be free, mmm
I stopped drinkin', I prefer Pellegrino
Your best friend hate me, of course, but what do she know?
And she don't really know what we be on
There's people in that livin' room, my sun will keep the TV on

One flight now she in the Westin
Like two pics now I'm in the close friends
Link one time now she wanna hold hands
Spend what you want, I got too many bands
I got too much cash, puff, puff, pass
Told the one she could toot that ass
Don't worry, I could make that bag
Blew up, now I'm free at last



Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Moore, Jaylen Johnson, Lord Queen, Trey Smith
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