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letra de can’t be friends - lil tecca

[intro]
[?]
oh my god, is that pasto?
i like this song, we love you tecca
yeah

[chorus: lil tecca & pasto flocco]
i gotta wake up and flex (no, no), i gotta flex on my ex (yeah, yeah)
all on my d-ck in my texts, sleep it and do it again
no, we cannot be friends (yeah), no, don’t come to my ends
dub it and do it again, f-ck it and do it again (again)
i gotta wake up and flex (flex), i gotta flex on my ex (flex on my ex)
all on my d-ck in my texts (flex on my ex), sleep it and do it again (do it again)
no, we cannot be friends (be friends), no, don’t come to my ends (my ends)
dub it and do it again, f-ck it and do it again (pasto, pasto)

[verse 1: pasto flocco]
look at my wrist, bust down, ‘member dreamin’ ’bout a rollie’ (yeah, yeah)
get to the racks, touch down, ballin’ hard like i’m kobe (kobe, yeah)
she wanna call me now, remember them days you ain’t know me (know me)
now i’m with mbm, n-gg-s don’t know now they callin’ me brodie
ksubi my jeans, louboutins with the spikes on the feet
too much respect for her mother, didn’t wanna bust on her sheets
i just wan’ get to the bag, blick in my lap, never lack (yeah, yeah)
do the dash in the uber, [?] me and tecca in the back (yeah)

[unfinished song]

- lil tecca

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