Текст песни Friction - Tristan

Oh oh you think you know, well nah nah nah nah nah nah
Oh oh you think I'm slow, well nah nah nah nah nah nah

Oh I'm so sorry
You got nobody
I was there for you
But you never saw me
(And now I hit like)

Oh so you wanna be a friend
You gotta a couple hoes
But you never let em end
I guess I'll never know
What you really intent
Yeah I really I gotta go
Cause I'm really intimate

Ah ah

No I don't know nobody
That can move like this
20 million dollars
On the roof like shit
Think that I be banging
On some new actress
But the baddest bitch I ever
Had with no mattress

Middle finger to all of my plugs
Cause y'all talking shit
But I never selling bud
But I got some love
For the homies
And my drums
When the show up
With a blunt
Lemme call you
When I'm done

I'm in no rush
This ain't no gold rush
I ain't move to California
For cash and fornication
I don't need no forty placements
For the tour
Or organization
Forced
Deforestation
I just need my coordination

But Fuck it
I need to eat
Right
So I'm something
I'd never be
Right
And I love it
The way they meet
My
Standards
Godamn enamored
By Lamborghinis
And damn bikinis
Handed martinis
Rub on the genie
While you believe in nothing
I'm steaming, puffing
I need something
To be something
To leave nothing
And be running
Would be funny
But we wanted
To Be Something bigger
Puffs of the haze
Im amazed at the bicker
Only for some change
Couple pennies
And some nickels
But it would be ignorant
Just To speak so belittling
Yeah I know we are crazy
We are a nation of children