Your Friend Lyrics

You thought it was you but it's your friend

You want me to take trips to your end

It depends

Not the type to try to make amends

Once it's dead

Say something that goes over her head

Drop the ones thats talking to the feds

Off his head

I don't give a fuck about what you heard

What you said

Way too many bitches in and out my bed

And them bitches running in and out my head

Brodie was addicted to the meds (that's facts)

Every time he off them he just wanna vent

About regrets

I just wanna put 30 on this Benz

You niggas only worried about the trends (tiktoks)

I'ma write it out but won't hit send

I can't let you know what's in my head

I'm sorry if I made you feel misled

I need you to show me my respect

What's next

I just dropped 600 for this check

You love it when I step out Jordan 3 Nike tech

She want her lips tatted on my neck

But you still got me begging you for the neck

You got that shit covered interception

I promise to go certified lover that's for my next one

Don't trip about it baby that's my ex

But you bugging maybe we just need to rest some

Heard you fucking with me for my threads

Purple on my legs and Louis V on my head

Yeah you looking good but who's your friend

If she not down to talk I'ma hit her DMs (yea)

Them niggas don't get play I can't be them

I heard they don't get paid hate to be them

Her ass so fat cause she stay in the gym

Matter a fact

We fell in love when she called me Her Gem

You thought it was you but it's your friend

She wants me to take trips to her end

It depends

Not the type to try and make amends

Once it's dead

Say something that goes over her head