FRIENDS

Licorice liquor

Taste on your tongue got me feeling never sicker

Rolling golden Virginia

I got the paper that orange packet is like

Put your hands on me in the elevator

Yeah

Door don't fall in love

He a panty chaser

Yeah

I ain't got no love for you

But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend

You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend

I ain't got no time to lose

But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend

You can be my friend, boy, you can be my

Licorice liquor

How he singing 'bout a, 'bout a bitch named Leila

And tell me where did she came from?

Do you love her?

Do you trust her?

Tell me did you fuck her?

Driving around the city in your Audi

Saying, let's go back to yours 'cause it's too crowded

Really your intentions were to get me into bed

Yeah, you wanna hear me say your name

Fucking louder

I ain't got no love for you

But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend

You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend

I ain't got no time to lose

But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend

You can be my friend, boy, you can be my

Licorice liquor

Thought in my brain

Turn me to a fucking killer

Boy, I'm riding murder

If I see a body, I'm not sorry, I'ma catch her

I'm trying to be good

But you wish your bitch would too late for him all

It's just that you knew this and still I went through this

Still think that I'm clueless

The fuck you thought?

I ain't got no love for you

But you can be my friend, friend, friend, friend, friend

You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend

I ain't got no time to lose

But you can be my friend, friend, friend, friend, friend

You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend