Kamwroteit - Friends With Benefits lyrics

{verse 1:} Just another friday night at the bar I'm ready for whatever drunk stumbling to the car It’s kinda late, thought bout texting you or should i call? All this henny in my liver got me ready for it all Holding my breath, these drunk hiccups I called twice, got no pick up Throw the car in drive, headed back to my crib Thinking, naw fantasizing bout digging all in ya ribs That new fenty i got you, you love it and it fit right We both honest so no condoms, love feeling her grip tight **** i shoulda called at midnight But i’ll be home in bout 5, it’d be quicker if it wasn’t all these red lights Then i feel my phone buzz, pick it up excited All i hear on the phonе (ni**a is you still sliding) Hit that u-turn like andale Respond with 6 words "baby i am on thе way" {verse 2:} These texts you send get a ***** dreaming I’m tryna lean into the pictures, they got me scheming Like how i make my best route my next move I gotta move, cause i can’t get caught in yo sweet fruit Swear if i do I’mma tell you what i been thinking and what you feeling This here is one in a million, and i mean it when i’m it It’s mine No matter who else you blessed before me, at best i know their ceiling where our floor be cause baby we sublime And even if they try to get a mention, that’s a pointless mission, i know you know i’m better than them combined Ironic enough the more we twist and grind in these beds, the more i see you in my head cause our souls entwined I know how we started but let’s dictate how we end And then you remind me how we still just friends {bridge:} But i’m up on the way to you, i’m up on the way to you (speeding up 285 rushing up to ya spot) Tryna rearrange some thangs when i finally get to you (says i’ll get to you like 1:30 right on the dot) Hitting all yo spots, make you feel like i’m supposed to (i know where the key hiding at, i ain’t even gotta knock) {verse 3:} Just for me to hit the door and realize you left it unlocked You been waiting on me, you already dressed for the occasion **** let me catch up, your love so inviting it’s like my haven I’mma be blunt you got that fire so i gotta face it You do the same, then we start exchanging all these love faces Ain’t even make it to your room, but it’s cool cause you stay alone All you hear is echos bouncing off the walls from your moans Temperature rising, our pressures bout to implode Don’t even need to speak, these strokes sending signals like morse code Then we both line dot dot dot line line The way we snatching souls, surprised we ain’t flatline We both fell asleep, then i wake up tryna leave Then i hear "where you going, you ain't know that was just halftime?"