close friends ft. Wyatts22 Lyrics

Tell that boy or girl you like 'em

Tell that boy or girl you like 'em

Don't leave with any regrets

Don't leave with any regrets

Take a trip to London or LA

Make memories, make friends

Make memories, make friends

Postin' on a close friends, it ain't close

Telling me the truth, baby keep it to your notes

Cuz outside and he tryna do the most

Champagne glass let's gon' make a toast

Postin' on a close friends, it ain't close

Telling me the truth, baby keep it to your notes

Cuz outside and he tryna do the most

Champagne glass let's gon' make a toast, let's gon' make it

Pull up pull up

Cold-blooded no chill, got you shook up shook up

You do what you like all night

To your invite yes I oblige

You might've met your match I'm sorry

Must be why she can't back up off me

Bad mon ting with the lingo

Got you blowing endo smoke out the windoow

Pushing dates back making room for ya

Got a feeling you feeling it I won't assume for ya

But I could see it now she gon' wanna be around

I'mma wanna be allowed - see that thang see it bounce

Up and up beat it down no bush to beat around

I bet it's hella true I been the one you speak about

That's why everywhere I go she ain't like them, none of that

Late night Telling me "aight then run it back" yuh

Tell that boy or girl you like 'em

Tell that boy or girl you like 'em

Don't leave with any regrets

Don't leave with any regrets

Take a trip to London or LA

Make memories, make friends

Make memories, make friends

And it's on tonight

Tap the story once, you posted twice

I know you got some rules, let 'em slide

Cuz this about to be the best of nights

As these feelings come closer

She a lil free love tester

Raya investor

Clearing out your past but I know you my next girl

Can I call you back with a look or a gesture?

Searching for the truth imma vibe inspector

Ain't that what you asked for?

Foreign baddie boutta make me pull up my passport

Rebound these niggas throw the ball off the backboard

Say you wanna lover boy, but what if I act more

Tall, dark, mysterious

Week one, spittin' game I know you ain't hearin' it

Then it's week two, I'm surprised, now you feelin' it?

Still around week three, I guess we're gettin serious, damn

Tell that boy or girl you like 'em

Tell that boy or girl you like 'em

Don't leave with any regrets

Don't leave with any regrets

Take a trip to London or LA

Make memories, make friends

Make memories, make friends

Postin' on a close friends, it ain't close

Telling me the truth, baby keep it to your notes

Cuz outside and he tryna do the most

Champagne glass let's gon' make a toast

Postin' on a close friends, it ain't close

Telling me the truth, baby keep it to your notes

Cuz outside and he tryna do the most

Champagne glass let's gon' make a toast, let's gon' make it