friends?

[Intro: Tyga]
(You're playing with fire)
Don't call my phone up, I know where you've been
You like to get messy when you out with your friends
I'm not scared to say that I'm insecure
But you're too scared to say that you want him more

[Verse 1: JayG]
Grey ting wanna go fake tannin', I beg don't confuse this pattern
Work that waist, man, see that talent
Check came in, just got a new balance (Yo)
Young bull's loose like hazards (Yeah)
This boujee one's still badders
Waste no time, she slept, no manners (Alright, alright)
Stay lowkey, pour fours not [?]
One in the air, got my head floatin'
Broski pissed, got a dev, no bin
My back door kicked when my sills open
How do I rap when I've no cling? (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
Stay out the way, I don't know about qualms
Don't hold boots, better build them calves
Them boys hate when a stack get large
Hide this chick and tints come ours
I fit four tings, try find where we parked
Cut them ties if you ain't on par (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
And this ting tryna swipe man's card
Check, make sure she don't get past
Man she just went down, like, shit then, rah (Rah, rah)
Still jugg from the night to the morn' (Alright, alright)
Still boo chat then I buck this jawn
I park them packs, got left in the yard (Yo)

[Chorus: JayG & Tyga]
Don't call my phone up, don't call my phone up
You like to get, you like to get messy with your friends
Don't call my phone up, don't call my phone up
You like to get, you like to get messy with your friends
She said, "Don't call this phone when you're out with your friends tryna get some" (Tryna get some, tryna get some)
I know where you been, don't lie, no need for the pointless texts (The pointless texts)
Say you're gonna hold it down one night, and it all goes left (And it all goes left)
It is what it is, if you ain't hold down, I'ma hit your (Friends)

[Verse 2: JayG]
Weighed up, this month man spent
Check to the booth, gotta run that rent
Labels wan' meet, they on me again
If it ain't about bread, then I don't need them (Like)
Like, like, all that shit get dropped
Man jugged two fours, I don't know weekend (Yeah)
Jay burn out for the booth, trap bro still bag up the weed in tens (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
Bro don't need no detox cleanse
Trap out the Fiat, not Benz
T got live tryna move that work
Need new turf cah I sat out the ends
Won't go through if it don't make sense (Make sense)
Went from bills and K's from pence (Ah yeah)
Shit got hard, real life got tense
Fake friends test snake, get X'd (Yeah)

[Chorus: JayG & Tyga]
She said, "Don't call this phone when you're out with your friends tryna get some" (Tryna get some, tryna get some)
I know where you been, don't lie, no need for the pointless texts (The pointless texts)
Say you're gonna hold it down one night, and it all goes left (And it all goes left)
It is what it is, if you ain't hold down, I'ma hit your (Friends)
Girl, don't call my phone up, don't call my phone up
You like to get, you like to get messy with your friends
Don't call my phone up, don't call my phone up
You like to get, you like to get messy with your friends
(It's G-dubs, baby)