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bobby trill - friday night lyrics

[hook: bobby trill]
tinder on my phone
it’s a friday night
scrolling these hoes i think i’m running out of swipes
ghost em for my ex
i am not alive
broke another heart and then i tossed it to the side
i tossed it to the side
broke another heart ’cause mine got broken back in time
let you play your part so baby i can’t empathize
looked into my eyes and told me she saw death inside

[verse 1: bobby trill]
roll another cone
i’m all alone, watching home alone
i’ve got you on my mind, yeah
it’s feeling like i’m going so
crazy over you, i’m in pursuit
now i’m stuck like glue
phone on 10%
but i’m textin “are you coming through”
thoughts of suicide, yeah
but i’m quite alright, yeah
i’ll keep these scars on my heart
til the end of time, yeah
f-ck the other side, yeah
be my ride or die, yeah
but it’s not our time, yeah
you say i’m not your type, yeah
see me on that wave
toss me to the side
but you know i’m still your slave
she don’t f-ck with me no more
i’m sippin on this truth
but i shield my heart now
cause i still remember you

[verse 2: lil honda]
baby it wasn’t meant to be
i’ll see you down the road maybe eventually
i miss the way you kiss, i need your energy
i need you on my side don’t be an enemy
need you in my home like a center piece
lil shawty bad yeah she’s 23
got them double d’s yeah she lovely
she be throwing spears just like brittney be
girl you had my heart from the start
but i think it’s time we be apart
all alone, at it again
might just get a friend, pick her up in a benz
pick her up in a coup
ask her “what it do?”
all she said is “you”
you meaning me
she trying to get the d
but you already know that sh-t ain’t for free
i ain’t thinkin ’bout you no more
i’m off sh-r-, counting these hundreds
you already know who run it
lil honda, bobby trill, keep this sh-t so real
so true, you know what we do when we up in the stu
working on some hits
lil mama on my d-ck

- bobby trill lyrics

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