Icewalker & Frid The Kid - Can We Be Friends? (feat. Kamii)
Uhhh he stopped the beat!Why'd he stop the beat?
I was finna slide! (Slide)
I slide on the beat (Woah)
Im gonna ride on the beat (Woah)
I'm at the top
Cannot stop
Who gonna ride with me? (I don't know)
Who on my side
Who will be there til I die
And no you cannot deny
That you won't comply
All On my side just like fries
Milk to the shake like five (GUYS!)
(Lowkey overrated tho)
Yeah it is lowkey tough
But it cost a buck
That really sucks
Like a scratch on a paint Job of a Bentley Truck
Then I'm out
With no doubt
Dripping like a water spout
All these hater flex the gram only lookin for the clout
Only looking for the clout
I slide on the beat w
Wait oh I'm back
I glide on the beat wait wait no
I'm up top
Cannot stop
Who gonna ride with me?
Who on my side
Who will be there til I die
And no you cannot deny
That you won't comply
All On my side just like fries
Milk to the shake like five
GUYS!
Yeah it is lowkey tough
But it cost a buck
That really sucks
Like a scratch on a new paint Job of a Bentley truck
Then I'm out
With no doubt
Dripping like a water spout
All these hater flex the gram only lookin for the clout
Only lookin' for the clout
Can we be friends?
She my type
Be my girlfriend (Wait)
I know I fucked up so I can't
Get one more chance
Can we be friends?
(Damn, yeah, yeah)
But, can we be friends?
Can we be friends?
In the party
You found a mans (Wait)
That's not romance
Yeah, you turn me down just like some plans
Tell the truth i'm not your mans
Bad lil bitch, yeah i'm like "damn"
Yeah, so can we be friends
Exhausted, gotta sleep
Call her sandy, she got cheeks
Fuck the bitches cannot keep
From the bay, but cannot smeeze
In miami like the heat
Millys on me like I'm meek (Yeah)
Can't tell if she's a he
I'm so icy call me Cream (Cream)
My pronouns call me HEEM
Like a Titan ima steam, She said
Wilfrid you're so mean
Sorry baby it's just me (Sorry)
Took her to the store
Like a trumpet she gon blow
On this beat you know I flow
Rasengan like naruto (Yeah)
Flyin' like a crow
4 4 4 yeah, that's the po
No, no, no, you just a hoe
Man I swear you niggas broke
Pull up to my fucking show
Undertaker Ima go
Pono, Carl, they my bros
On 2k you know we score
All these shots you know they go, In
Run a play like Motion
Spread her like some lotion
Shoutout D, I'm loadin'
Put me in the fucking game
You know ima score it
Man these bitches lame
You know all they do is hoein'
(Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoein')
Can we be friends?
She my type
Be my girlfriend (Wait)
I know I fucked up so I can't
Get one more chance
Can we be friends?
(Damn, yeah, yeah)
But, can we be friends?
Can we be friends?
In the party
You found a mans (Wait)
That's not romance
Yeah, you turn me down just like some plans
Tell the truth i'm not your mans
Bad lil bitch, yeah i'm like "damn"
Yeah, so can we be friends
Go-Go
Im calling you back I been on the road
he run up on me then that nigga bold
And that shit is all that you need to know
Call me AC cause im letting it blow And if she not fuckin then she gotta go
Stop all the cap you not living like that
He call me his brother but he not like me slat
I hit yo phone yk im home alone but you wont answer (But)
Its coo i got a bitch downsouth she bad yea she a dancer
I'm in the club im throwin them bands up
We put em down yea go pic yo mans up
I'm in the club im turnt w my hands up
Yo family be hatin they dont understand us
Twenty rn i need more then that ah got a glock w a stick attatched
Stay out my way you ah snitch you ah rat
Bad bitch pull up i wanna hit it from the back
Plug pull up with the work im running off with the sack... im running off with the sack
Written by:
Billy Whitting, Walker Grossi, Wilfrid Nado
Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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