It's "Wifey" part three My Gucci says, "Blind for love," I can't see, yeah My girl, you can't be But I wanna see you up and out of them jeans, yeah If you're blowin' up my phone, I'll leave you on "Read," yeah I'm done with them fiends (Uh) I'm a

The way old friends do We can face it together You and I can share the silence Finding comfort together And after fights and words of violence We make up with each other Times of joy and times of sorrow We will always see it through Oh I don't care what

I got all these J’s rolled up And got all these drinks poured up I bought all these bottles up in this club Came here with all of my dawgs But I’m tryna leave with you and your friends Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends You and your friends You

Ayo blast that shit, Max Blast that shit back if you blastin' I've been kicked when I was down None of that shit matter now Everything will be okay Man, just stay up out my way Skit around ends with the bros and I'm kitted to the toes If I touch studio

So breaking up was easy to do You said you loved me (Okay let's rock) You said you loved me (I say what) Breaking up! Everything was wrong with you Breaking up! (Breaking up) Hated your friends and your family too You had an ugly tattoo, and fucking

Try too hard With green eyes And long blond hair Do you want to Come to a party? My friends picked me up In their truck at 11:30

So, say something, I'm not holding back Before the scene we made goes and fades to black Sometimes, it's one thing And next time, it's nothing It's more than mistrusting It ends up just crushing me Stop with the fighting I know it's the right thing I

Woah, I don't wanna bitch I just wanna help the people that I came up with That includes my family, that includes my friends If you not with us then don't pretend I just wanna, yeah, yeah I just wanna, mmm Yeah, still goin' Uh, bitch tryna play me for a

F-R-I-E-N-D-S Want me to spell it out for you? Ooh ooh, ooh ooh You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times Haven't I made it obvious? Don't mess it up, talking that shit Only gonna push

Were the sun sits high. It's gonna be a wild weekend, Been on the phone with all my friends. Long as the keg don't float and the ice don't melt, We'll loosen up a notch on the Bible belt. Girl you can bet we'll fall in love again and again and again.