Текст песни Friends - ScHoolboy Q feat. Mac Miller
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Davis)
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Okay
Yea,
Okay,
okay
Okay,
O-kay-kay-kay-kay
Okay,
okay,
Yeah,
um
Snowflakes
keep
falling
on
my
expired
debit
cards
Don't
know
why
I'm
still
awake,
I
gotta
be
up
at
10
tomorrow
Missiles
in
my
repertoire,
I'd
say
I'm
pretty
regular
I
never
leave
my
house,
I
don't
know
why
I
got
an
extra
car
My
pool-house
studio
is
covered
up
with
pencil
marks
And
everyday
is
full
of
jokers
like
a
deck
of
cards
So,
I'm
so
lonely,
there's
horns
on
my
dome-piece
But,
I'm
not
the
devil,
I'm
a
motherfucking
Minotaur
Oh
my
God,
look
at
how
upset
you
are
Cause
we
out
here
winning,
brought
my
dogs
from
out
the
reservoir
And
I'mma
let
'em
bark,
before
you
ready,
my
set
will
start
We
forgot
our
roots
before
and
trust
me,
things
they
fell
apart
Wash
myself
with
acid,
it's
because
I
got
a
denim
heart
My
conscious
so
weak
I
need
to
split
it
up
in
7 parts
Revis
brought
me
out
to
Cali
for
the
first
time
Went
to
Amar'e's
party,
took
tequila
shots
with
Kevin
Hart
But
Kevin
don't
remember
that
I
saw
him
at
the
V-M-A's,
told
a
joke
- he
never
laughed
The
rap
diablo,
free
your
mind
my
motto
And
we
all
gonna
be
good
if
TreeJ
ever
hit
the
lotto
So
arigato
So,
shit
you
know
I'm
world
famous
And
R.
Kelly
been
told
me
I'm
the
world's
greatest
But
still
to
fall
in
love
is
like
an
orgasm
Cause
you
never
gonna
know
if
your
girl
fake
it
I'm
always
faded,
getting
shaded
in
the
basement
I
just
bought
a
cello,
now
all
I
do
is
play
it
Thank
God
that
I
made
it
Ask
Q
where
Dave
is
He'll
probably
tell
you
that
he's
rolling
midnights
out
in
Vegas
When
I'm
in
my
spaceship,
my
face
is
so
complacent
Wear
a
suit
to
cash
a
check,
we're
going
to
the
banquet
And
Jimmy
got
the
burner,
but
he
don't
wanna
murder
And
clockwork
somewhere
out
in
Sweden
speaking
Danish
like
(Hi
Sven,
isn't
this
your
language?)
That
man
must
be
a
alien
I
really
can't
explain
it,
shit
It's
just
a
little
cocaine
sniff
But
the
lines
is
longer
than
parades
is
I
think
it's
time
to
give
me
all
your
praises
So
I
can
get
this
money
and
give
all
the
homies
raises
My
life
is
on
these
words,
this
is
my
affidavit
And
if
you
wanna
legal
battle
- send
your
ass
to
David
(that's
my
lawyer)
I'm
half
man-half
amazing
Probably
half
God,
but
that
don't
fit
my
calculations
I
know
the
planet
Earth
is
about
to
explode
Kinda
hope
that
no
one
save
it
We
only
grow
from
anguish
Yea
(Miller
Mac)
Miller
Mac,
haha,
yea
(Miller
Mac)
My
friends,
Miller
Mac,
Mac
Miller
(Miller
Mac)
Mac,
Mac
(Miller,
Miller,
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Miller
Mac
Mac,
Mac
(Miller
Mac)
Miller
Mac,
Mac
Miller,
Miller
Mac,
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yea
haha
(Miller
Mac)
Miller
Mac,
Miller-I
see
you
Mac
(Miller,
Miller,
Miller,
Miller)
These
are
my
friends
There's
snowflakes
falling
on
my
debit
card
Swear
I'm
not
alive,
I
couldn't
tell
you
if
we
ever
are
In
this
Game
of
Thrones,
it
is
known
I
got
the
4G,
L-T-E
connection
bars
No
Control,
fuck
Ken
Lamar
(Fuckin'
Kendrick!)
I
don't
vote,
I
never
registered
But
I'm
a
magnet
for
them
zeros
call
me
Edward
Sharpe
I
wake
up
feeling
dead,
I
need
a
fresher
start
So
me
and
Q
put
people
on
the
label
we
don't
remember
Smiled
as
I
saw
Jerm,
nerding
out
with
Josh
Berg
Talking
interlocutor,
and
drinking
Arnold
Palmer
Any
other
room,
watching
C-Span
with
E.
Dan
Laying
down
the
baseline,
doing
drums
with
his
freehand
When
I
was
in
first
grade,
I
wished
to
be
Puerto
Rican
My
mom
took
me
to
a
barbershop
to
get
some
cornrows
I
walked
in,
ready
for
them
Sprewell
braids
But
the
lady
said
my
hair
was
too
short
though,
man
I
always
thought
my
moms
was
the
illest
for
that
shit
Driving
through
the
hood
she
did
not
have
a
reaction
With
a
6 year
old
she
kept
the
doors
unlocked
And
drove
by
the
5-0
like
fuck
those
cops
God
damn,
it
just
don't
stop
I
know
my
father
probably
wish
I
would
just
smoke
pot
My
grandma
probably
slap
me
for
the
drugs
I
got
I'm
a
crackhead
but
I
bought
her
diamonds,
we
love
rocks
Yea,
I've
had
the
same
outfit
for
6 days
straight
And
Still
all
these
bitches
will
get
in
position
because
I
got
their
pussies
all
dripping
in
pain
Somehow,
I'm
making
this
music
it's
just
to
relate
to
And
I
got
the
life-raft,
ain't
gonna
save
you
Look
at
my
reflection,
I
broke
the
mirror
It's
only
for
protection,
shit
keep
getting
weirder
Now
I
can't
see
a
thing
but,
things
never
been
clearer
Call
the
Mothman
its
Richard
Gere
(Its
Richard
Mother
Fuckin'
Gere!)
This
is
our
year
Let's
get
fucked
up
and
get
the
fuck
up
outta
here
I've
kicked
it
with
the
aliens,
a
different
stratosphere
And
looking
down
like
We
come
in
peace
I
told
Will
and
Bill
they
need
to
kick
the
habit
We
on
the
same
trip,
we
just
got
different
baggage
Parks
spilled
the
grape
juice
on
all
of
Dylan's
dad's
shit
We
were
just
some
motherfuckin'
kids
1 Dem Boyz
2 3 on
3 WTC
4 U.O.E.N.O.
5 Often (feat. Rick Ross & The Weeknd)
6 Banger
7 What They Want
8 Friends
9 Often (feat. Rick Ross & The Weeknd)
10 U.O.E.N.O.
11 Drugs
12 B.E.T. Cypher
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