(YoungTN productions) (Let that shit ride, Eighty8) (Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy) Yeah, uh
We in the endzone she put me in the friendzone Told her I'm sorry I got no patience so I gotta get gone She hate the fact I hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit I been on Told her I'm sorry but I gotta run up a check Hoes try to greet me with sex You know you my biggest flex Give a fuck about your ex And if that nigga got a problem tell em' to get on Cause' I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No white collar job but you know I got racks Don't wanna be yo friend forever I'm tryna hit it from the back And if I ever get in that pussy I'ma dunk it like I'm Shaq I'm no Penny Hardaway but I got it the harder way She know me I follow the G Code I'm on whatever she on And she always feel like she right she could never be wrong Told her I'm on top of the world and I feel like King Kong She know I'm always coming back like we playing ping pong I give a fuck about a hater I erase em' What she drink don't do no chasing Fuck them hoes cause' they be hating You can see the hate be blatant My heart down in the basement When she touch me my shit drop And we can be forreal ain't gotta love and hip-hop We ain't gotta be that fake shit you know that I been waiting So tell me is you ready cause' my loving ain't basic You say that you stressing but yo life what you make it And that nigga the reason why you know what a lame is
We in the endzone she put me in the friendzone Told her I'm sorry I got no patience so I gotta get gone She hate the fact I hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit I been on Told her I'm sorry but I gotta run up a check Hoes try to greet me with sex You know you my biggest flex Give a fuck about your ex And if that nigga got a problem tell em' to get on Cause' I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No I ain't yo side nigga Your main nigga can die with em I'm just a friend you know how I kick it with my hittas Won't talk about yo man cause' I know you gone side with em' Even though that nigga ain't shit you probably gon' die with em' You know it's a cold game I'm blow like propane And I don't need for you to be around and be no no name You telling me go with my hoes but I know these hoes change And I ain't about to be around no bitch and give her no fame Me and you like Martin Gina I really get racks Serena Fuck that bitch ain't never seen her You know that I ain't a cheater Young nigga the don in my city I been a leader When we in the bed the only time I'ma beat ya You done seen enough I don't did enough So baby tell me wassup Is we fuckin' around or what You can say the word You fuck with that clown or what Tell me is you gone let me put it down or what
We in the endzone she put me in the friendzone Told her I'm sorry I got no patience so I gotta get gone She hate the fact I hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit I been on Told her I'm sorry but I gotta run up a check Hoes try to greet me with sex You know you my biggest flex Give a fuck about your ex And if that nigga got a problem tell em' to get on Cause' I been tryna get up out the friendzoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
