(Young TN Productions)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
(Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
Yeah, uh
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No white collar job but you know I got racks
Don't wanna be yo friend forever I'm tryna hit it from the back
And if I ever get in that pussy I'ma dunk you like I'm Shaq
I'm no Penny Hardaway but I got it the harder way
She know me I follow the G Code, I'm on whatever she on
And she always feel like she right so she could never be wrong
Told her I'm on top of the world and I feel like Kin' Kong
She know I'm always comin' back like we playin' pin'-pong
I give a f*ck about a hater I erase 'em
When she drink, don't do no chasin'
F*ck them hoes 'cause they be hatin'
You can see the hate be blatant
My heart down in the basement
When she touch me my shit drop
Baby, we can be forreal, we ain't gotta be Love and Hip-Hop
We ain't gotta be that fake shit you know that I been waitin'
So, tell me is you ready 'cause my lovin' ain't basic
Girl, you say that you stressin' but yo life what you make it
And that nigga the reason why you know what a lame is
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No, I ain't yo side nigga
Your main nigga can die with 'em
I'm just a friend, you know how I kick it with my hittas
Won't talk about yo man 'cause I know you gone side with 'em
Even though that nigga ain't shit you probably gon' die with 'em
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 tellin' me go with my hoes, but I know these hoes change
And I ain't about to be around no bitch and give her no fame
Me and you like Martin, Gina
I really get racks, Serena
F*ck that bitch 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 ya
You done seen enough
I don't did enough
So baby, tell me wassup
Is we f*ckin' around or what?
You can say the word
You f*ck with that clown or what?
Tell me is you gone let me put it down or what?
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
Friend Zone Video (MV)
Performed By: Toosii
From Album: Poetic Pain
Written by: Eric Foloey, Naujour Grainger, Roland Hannah, Thanush Perinpanesan
Year: 2020
Toosii - Friend Zone Lyrics
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(Young TN Productions)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
(Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
Yeah, uh
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No white collar job but you know I got racks
Don't wanna be yo friend forever I'm tryna hit it from the back
And if I ever get in that pussy I'ma dunk you like I'm Shaq
I'm no Penny Hardaway but I got it the harder way
She know me I follow the G Code, I'm on whatever she on
And she always feel like she right so she could never be wrong
Told her I'm on top of the world and I feel like Kin' Kong
She know I'm always comin' back like we playin' pin'-pong
I give a f*ck about a hater I erase 'em
When she drink, don't do no chasin'
F*ck them hoes 'cause they be hatin'
You can see the hate be blatant
My heart down in the basement
When she touch me my shit drop
Baby, we can be forreal, we ain't gotta be Love and Hip-Hop
We ain't gotta be that fake shit you know that I been waitin'
So, tell me is you ready 'cause my lovin' ain't basic
Girl, you say that you stressin' but yo life what you make it
And that nigga the reason why you know what a lame is
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No, I ain't yo side nigga
Your main nigga can die with 'em
I'm just a friend, you know how I kick it with my hittas
Won't talk about yo man 'cause I know you gone side with 'em
Even though that nigga ain't shit you probably gon' die with 'em
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 tellin' me go with my hoes, but I know these hoes change
And I ain't about to be around no bitch and give her no fame
Me and you like Martin, Gina
I really get racks, Serena
F*ck that bitch 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 ya
You done seen enough
I don't did enough
So baby, tell me wassup
Is we f*ckin' around or what?
You can say the word
You f*ck with that clown or what?
Tell me is you gone let me put it down or what?
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
(Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
Yeah, uh
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No white collar job but you know I got racks
Don't wanna be yo friend forever I'm tryna hit it from the back
And if I ever get in that pussy I'ma dunk you like I'm Shaq
I'm no Penny Hardaway but I got it the harder way
She know me I follow the G Code, I'm on whatever she on
And she always feel like she right so she could never be wrong
Told her I'm on top of the world and I feel like Kin' Kong
She know I'm always comin' back like we playin' pin'-pong
I give a f*ck about a hater I erase 'em
When she drink, don't do no chasin'
F*ck them hoes 'cause they be hatin'
You can see the hate be blatant
My heart down in the basement
When she touch me my shit drop
Baby, we can be forreal, we ain't gotta be Love and Hip-Hop
We ain't gotta be that fake shit you know that I been waitin'
So, tell me is you ready 'cause my lovin' ain't basic
Girl, you say that you stressin' but yo life what you make it
And that nigga the reason why you know what a lame is
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
No, I ain't yo side nigga
Your main nigga can die with 'em
I'm just a friend, you know how I kick it with my hittas
Won't talk about yo man 'cause I know you gone side with 'em
Even though that nigga ain't shit you probably gon' die with 'em
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 tellin' me go with my hoes, but I know these hoes change
And I ain't about to be around no bitch and give her no fame
Me and you like Martin, Gina
I really get racks, Serena
F*ck that bitch 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 ya
You done seen enough
I don't did enough
So baby, tell me wassup
Is we f*ckin' around or what?
You can say the word
You f*ck with that clown or what?
Tell me is you gone let me put it down or what?
We in the end zone 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 dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit 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
Give a f*ck about your ex
And if that nigga got a problem tell 'em he can get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone
Writer: Eric Foloey, Naujour Grainger, Roland Hannah, Thanush Perinpanesan
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
