Bi Fren (Explicit)

Song: Bi Fren

Artist: Omar Apollo

Lyrics: Omar Velasco

Lil' bitch still ain't paid me

I be out, you dig?

No boys allowed, sleep on the couch

Opal my mouth, you dig?

Smokin' on loud, stay in the town

Don't got allowances

Yeah, we allowing this

We was some dirty kids

Naj said, "Get your money" (your money)

Shit too sweet, not funny (funny)

Back when we were bummy

Still had swag on hunnid (hunnid)

You can't take none from me (yeah)

You know we still runnin' (uh-uh)

You ain't do no wrong (wrong)

Can't keep up that's hunnid (hunnid)

Uh, yeah

You is not important (uh, yeah)

You a memory

Tryna get the green (ayy, yeah, yeah)

You a lame, you know it (uh, ayy)

Drive around the block

No matter what it cost

I still like him, I still like him

I used to drive around your block without no license

Separate you and your bitch, I'm not no hyphen

I hate your bitch, so I dipped out and jumped the high fence

He talking 'bout hi friend, I'm talkin' 'bout bi friend

I'm not gon' sit here like I owe you, ain't no mic here

You buzz so quick, then I dip out, that shit like light years

You irresistible, that's why I spend my time here

Yeah, uh (uh, yeah)

You is not important (uh, yeah, skrrt)

You a memory (yeah, yeah)

Tryna get the green (ayy, yeah, yeah)

You a lame, you know it (uh, ayy)

Drive around the block

No matter what it cost

I wanna see you all night but I know you don't care

Not in love but I'll be right here

When I pull up on you and your girl

I'm still here, I'm still here

No, I'm kidding, not my business, I'm addicted

I don't feel it, she like, "Fuck"

I'm like, "Yuh", tell me that I'll go to jail

Oh, boy, you should go to hell

Don't go callin' for my help

I see you runnin' laps 'round my phone, you can tell, uh

Yeah, uh (uh, yeah)

You is not important (yeah, yeah, yeah)

You a memory (yeah, yeah)

Tryna get the green (uh, yeah, )

You a lame, you know it (uh, yeah, yeah)

Drive around the block (yeah, yeah)

No matter what it cost (yeah)

Woo, woo, woo