She My Best Friend We Not A Couple Lyrics

Song Details: She My Best Friend We Not A Couple Lyrics by Playboi Carti. The song name is Sky sung by Playboi Carti.

She My Best Friend We Not A Couple Lyrics

What? What? What? What?
I’m so high, man, I can’t even feel s**t

I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)
I’m way too high, woah woah
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)
I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah
I’m way too high (Woah)

Wake up (Yeah, wake up)
It’s the first of the month (Slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (Woah, what, slatt)
I let my b**ch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt)
I’m bout to dirty my cup (Woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up)
I make her scream when we f**k (Slatt, scream)
I don’t drive R8s, I don’t like those
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (What?)
Can’t f**k with nobody, not even my shadow
I got on Ed Hardy, she got on stilettos
She my best friend, yeah we not a couple (Slatt)
She a rockstar, she a sex symbol
The way she do that s**t, she make it look simple (What? What?)
The way she do that s**t, she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? What?)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, yeah)
Tell me everybody you touched in this room (Ooh, ooh)
I gotta know who you f**k, f**ked in this room (Ooh, what? What?)
I gotta know who you f**ked in this room (Huh, oh)
I gotta know who you f**ked in this room (Yeah)

Can’t trust no b**ch (What? Yeah), can’t trust these niggas (Bih)
In love with my money, in love with my pistols
In love with my b**ch, I think she my b**ch (Woah, bih)
I know she suck d**k, I know she not s**t (Woah, what?)
I been thinking ’bout it, finna cut off that b**ch (What? What?)
She don’t cook, she don’t clean, but she want Ruth Chris (What? What?)
I don’t even like to hug (What? What?), I don’t even like to kiss
I just pat her on the a*s, and tell her “Good s**t”
I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence
I’m ’bout to pour up some red (Red)
And shawty gon’ roll up some s**t (What?, slatt, slatt)
And shawty gon’ roll up some s**t (Slatt)
I’m ’bout to pour up some red (What?)
And shawty gon’ roll up some s**t (What?)

I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)
I’m way too high, woah woah
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)
I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah
I’m way too high (Woah)

What? What? What? What?
I’m so high man, I can’t even feel s**t

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