we can’t be friends lyrics
by quinn
[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 f*ckin' tab 'cause I don't want tonight to end
Everywhere I go, these n*ggas wanna be my friend (Yeah, watch me pick it up, watch me pick it up)
f*ck 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, dark liquor pour it up (I don't have any friends)
Oh, you got a smart b*tch, I'm pullin' up (I don't have any friends)
Driving, but it's pretty hard with what's in my cup (I don't have any, I don't have any)
Roll a spliff 'causе I miss my dead friends (I don't have any friеnds; 'cause I miss my dead friends)
Here or not, n*gga, what's the difference? (n*gga, what's the difference?)
I was really whippin' in the f*ckin' kitchen (In the f*ckin' kitchen)
I was in the trap 'fore I knew my dividends ('Fore I knew my dividends)
[Chorus]
Hell nah, we can't be friends
We cannot work sh*t out
If you ain't come in this b*tch with me
Then you better get the whole f*ck out
It's about two cans in these jeans (Watch me cradle)
See a spot and I'm finna pull 'em out (Watch me cradle)
And I can't f*ck with a pipsqueak (Watch me cradle)
All these b*tches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle; as above, so below)
[Outro]
All these b*tches, man, I'm finna call 'em (Watch me cra—)
All these b*tches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle)
All these b*tches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle)
All these b*tches, man, I'm finna call 'em out (Watch me cradle)