Friends With Benefits lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro]
(Taurus)
Yeah, mmm, mmm, mmm, uh, ooh
Uh, ooh, uh, ooh, uh, ooh, ooh, oh

[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' 'bout your man, you can keep her
I ain't tryna get attached with the freakin'
But you can always call me when you need me
I'ma always know how to treat you
Girl, we just friends with benefits
We just friends with benefits
I ain't tryna argue on the internet
We just friends with benefits, oh, yeah

[Verse 1]
And I mean that with no disrespect
She, she call me her side n*gga, ain't nothin' like a side chick
She the one I vibe with 'cause, baby, you give me problems
Tired of the fussin' and the arguin'
No strings attached like a violin
Even though it ain't mine, I'ma beat it up like it's mine then
So she gon' tell me it's mine, then
And she know when I'm lyin'
She know all my songs, wanna come to my show, I'm like, "Nah"
Baby, gotta chill, baby, gotta chill 'fore we get caught
Ain't nothin' like the thrill of gettin' caught
And she wet, she drip like a faucet
Thick like a wine glass, a cool bottle
More women, more money, more problems
She my friend with benefits
Hope you listenin' and you hearin' this
Gotta fall back 'cause it's gettin' a little testy, yeah
'Fore you end up killin' me
[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' 'bout your man, you can keep her
I ain't tryna get attached with the freakin'
But you can always call me when you need me
I'ma always know how to treat you
Girl, we just friends with benefits
We just friends with benefits
I ain't tryna argue on the internet
We just friends with benefits, oh, yeah

[Verse 2]
All the sh*t that I came from, baby wanna keep the pain on
All the sh*t that I been through I'm surprised I ain't complain, uh
Hopin' a n*gga got a raincoat, how I'm gon' make it rainstorm?
n*gga tried to count me out, now they countin' on me and it's plain dumb
[?] with my feelings, I don't know what's missin'
I don't know why I'm trippin', I don't know why I'm trippin'
Everyday I'm drippin'
Every time she get a [?] I'ma try to pull out all her inches
Every time she walkin' bowlegged get on her ass like skinnies
Don't worry about other women 'cause you know you still with me
And this and this and that ain't this, so this is what it isn't
I lose focus so fast I need Adderall or some Ritalin
I'm findin' hope, so everyday I'm tryna f*ckin' get it
She call my phone, I'm workin', I ain't ridin' in the city
[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' 'bout your man, you can keep her
I ain't tryna get attached with the freakin'
But you can always call me when you need me
I'ma always know how to treat you
Girl, we just friends with benefits
We just friends with benefits
I ain't tryna argue on the internet
We just friends with benefits, oh, yeah

[Outro]
Tryna argue, I know, tryna spar you, uh
Tryna argue, I give you my all if you all too
All in, all in
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