quinn
we can’t be friends
[Intro]
You took me, you took me (Uh, uh)
You took me, yeah (Uh, uh)
[Verse]
Cruising down the block, I don't got no friends
Got too many opps, I ain't tryna make amends
She wanna come home, but I ain't tryna make no friends
Finna drop a fuckin’ tab 'cause I don't want tonight to end
Everywhere I go, these n***as wanna be my friend (Watch me pick it up, watch me pick it up)
Fuck the clout, I just really want a Benz (Watch me pick it up)
Spin the block 'cause I'm silly, so what? (Go down) (As above, so below)
Orange juice, dog, we could pour it up
Oh, you got a smart bitch, I'm pullin' up
Driving, but it's pretty hard with what's in my cup
Roll a spliff 'cause I miss my dead friends ('Cause I miss my dead friends)
Hеre or not, n***a, what's the differеnce?
I was really whippin' in the fuckin' kitchen (In the fuckin' kitchen)
I was in the trap before I knew my dividends
[Chorus]
Hell nah, we can't be friends
We cannot work shit out
If you ain't come in this bitch with me
Then you better get the whole fuck out
It's [about?] 2 cans in these jeans (Watch me cradle)
See a spot and I'm finna pull 'em out (Watch me cradle)
And I can't fuck with a pipsqueak (Watch me cradle)
All these bitches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle)
(As above, so below)
[Outro]
All these bitches, man, I'm finna call 'em (Watch me cra—)
All these bitches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle)
All these bitches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle)
All these bitches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle)