CAN'T BE FRIENDS Lyrics

No love nowhere

No Bae in the air

Tell me where you at?

I'm ready for a meeting

No crush in the air

Real love's nowhere

Why love becomes rare?

An ex is an ex, can't be friend with my past

No ice cuban chain, only gold my chest

An opp is an opp, wish you unhappiness (Mmm)

An ex is an ex, can't be friend with my past

No ice cuban chain, only gold my chest

An opp is an opp, wish you unhappiness

(oh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

That friend is a snail, he tried to link with my ex

Your mood is not like mine, I don't waste time, I next

I call if I want call, please don't send messages

Sometimes I want that corrupt money, just like Bill Gates

She broke my leg 'cause I just broke her ass

No snails in the clan, only GS come in

Imma cheat on you to fill the void that I feel

Wanna break with you, 'cause with you I feel lonely (Lonely-lonely-lonely)

I'm not scared about death, the reaper is my friend

Yes, my real my friend since I was eleven

I'm no longer a thief 'cause I've worked on the sin

I blackmail a cop like I'm a politician

Easy money call me like a whore from Houston

Tonight's the night and I know what I'll change

Tonight's the night, she going cheat on her man

(Mmm-mmmh, yeah, mmm-mmmmmh)

You're married, but want things on the side

Loyalty isn't you, but your love is true sometimes (Mmm)

Don't close your eyes when you lie

An ex is an ex, can't be friend with my past

No ice cuban chain, only gold my chest

An opp is an opp, wish you unhappiness (Mmm)

An ex is an ex, can't be friend with my past

No ice cuban chain, only gold my chest

An opp is an opp, wish you unhappiness

(oh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Feeling more a Paloma than Saweetie

Feeling more a Janett than a JLo, really

Surely, eventually, absolutely!

Cottage weekend away from the city

Where she expressed her friends all her stress about me

I know I'm in trouble when she talks about me

I date a baby mama and her life ain't easy

It's crazy, honestly, absolutely!

Behind my mask there is more than a flesh, There is an idea (Yeah)

And ideas are bulletproof (Yeah)

ideas are bulletproof

Behind my mask there is more than a flesh, There is an idea (Yeah)

And ideas are bulletproof (Yeah)

ideas are bulletproof

(Mmm-mmm, yeah, mmm-mmmmm)

You're married, but want things on the side

Loyalty isn't you, but your love is true sometimes (Mmm)

Don't close your eyes when you lie

An ex is an ex, can't be friend with my past

No ice cuban chain, only gold my chest

An opp is an opp, wish you unhappiness (Mmm)

An ex is an ex, can't be friend with my past

No ice cuban chain, only gold my chest

An opp is an opp, wish you unhappiness

(oh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)