作词 : Naujour Grainger/Thanush Perinpanesan/Roland Hannah/Eric Foloey

作曲 : Naujour Grainger/Thanush Perinpanesan/Roland Hannah/Eric Foloey

Young TN Productions

Let that ** ride, Eighty8

Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy

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 ** boys and they all got flip phones

She don't know the place that I come from and all the ** 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

I don't give a ** about your ex

And if that nigga got a problem, tell him he could get on

'Cause I been tryin' get up out the friendzone, oh

No white collar job, but you know I got racks

Don't want be your friend forever, I'm tryna hit from the back

And if I ever get in that ***, I'ma dunk it like I'm Shaq

I'm no Penny Hardaway, but I got it the harder way

She know me off all of the G code, I'm on whatever she on

And she always feel like she right so she can 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 ** about a hater, I erase him

When she drink, don't do no chasin'

** them hoes 'cause they be hating

You can see the hate be blatant

My heart down in the basement, when she touch me, my ** drop

We can be for real, we ain't gotta be Love & 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

Girl, you say that you stressing but your 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 ** boys and they all got flip phones

She don't know the place that I come from and all the ** 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

I don't give a ** about your ex

And if that nigga got a problem, tell him he could get on

'Cause I been tryin' get up out the friendzone, oh

No, I ain't your side nigga, your main nigga can die with 'em

I'm just a friend, you know how I kick it with my hitters

Won't talk about your man, cause' I know you gon' side with him

Even though that nigga ain't shit, you probably gon' die with him

You know it's a cold game, I'ma 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 'bout to be 'round no *** and give her no fame

Me and you like Martin and Gina

I really get racks Serena

** that ***, ain't never seen her

You know that I ain't a cheater

Young nigga the don in my section I been a leader

When we in the bed the only time I'ma beat you

You done seen enough

I done did enough

So baby tell me what's up

Is we **in' around or what?

You can say the word

You ** with that clown or what?

Tell me is you gon' 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 ** boys and they all got flip phones

She don't know the place that I come from and all the ** 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

I don't give a ** about your ex

And if that nigga got a problem, tell him he could get on

'Cause I been tryin' get up out the friendzone, oh