This is a song about "We won t be friends"

Trip acid every night with all my friends as we roam

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Your friends say, why we not together yet

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

We'll be friends like you and me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Friends, family made me proud as i can be

Can't look at you the same we used to be friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

We split the ends in the middle with a bit of friends

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/