Best Friend's Front Row

[Verse 1]
Met you on that couch at your mama’s place
Laughing way too loud at that old mixtape
You were talkin’ trash with my sister, playin’ games
I was in the kitchen, just pretendin’ I ain’t fazed (yeah)
Saw you in my hoodie, sleeves past your hands
You said “it’s kinda big,” I said “it fits, it’s the plan”
You rolled your eyes, but you kept it on though
Knew from that night you my favorite intro
[Chorus]
You my best friend’s best friend
But I want you in my front row, front row
Got me stuck on replay in my head
Every smile like a drumroll, drumroll
I ain’t tryna cross no line I can’t mend
But my heart keep sayin’, “go, go, go”
You my best friend’s best friend
But I want you in my front row, front row (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Late night rides, it’s the three of us, cool
You fall asleep talkin’, droolin’ in the passenger seat, ooh (hey)
My sister knockin’ on the window, sayin’ “stay awake”
But I’m low-key glad, I can watch you dream safe
You text me memes at like 2 a.m.
Sayin’ “you up?” but you sent it to me, not them
I type “lol,” but I’m thinkin’ ’bout the truth
If I say too much, will I end up losin’ you?
[Chorus]
You my best friend’s best friend
But I want you in my front row, front row
Got me stuck on replay in my head
Every smile like a drumroll, drumroll
I ain’t tryna cross no line I can’t mend
But my heart keep sayin’, “go, go, go”
You my best friend’s best friend
But I want you in my front row, front row
[Bridge]
Do I tell her first?
Do I tell you now?
If I let it out
Will it break us down?
Or will we laugh ’bout it
At some wedding dance?
You throwin’ rice at her
I’m holdin’ your hand (yeah)
[Chorus]
You my best friend’s best friend
But I want you in my front row, front row
Got me stuck on replay in my head
Every smile like a drumroll, drumroll
I ain’t tryna cross no line I can’t mend
But my heart keep sayin’, “go, go, go”
You my best friend’s best friend
But I want you in my front row, front row (front row)

rap, Warm, mid-tempo hip-hop with a soft, looping guitar sample and deep, round kick; male vocals in an intimate, close-mic tone. Verses are conversational and rhythmic with subtle harmonic pads, hook lifts into a catchy, sing-rap chorus with stacked doubles and a simple bell line. Light ear-candy ad-libs tuck behind key phrases; mix keeps the low end smooth and the top airy.