MKAY - Enemies lyrics

Girl, I know, can you please stop tellin' me?
Beg you, "Please stop beggin' me" (I beg you)
Man, this shit ain't fun
Girl, I like your buns
But not the ones with sesames
I don't know, are we meant to be?
Because this shit keeps stressin' me heavily
Is it pain? Are you riddled with jealousy?
Closest ones always turnin' to enemies
(Fuck them)
Girl, I know, can you please stop tellin' me?
Beg you, "Please stop beggin' me" (I bеg you)
Man, this shit ain't fun
Girl, I like your buns
But not the ones with sеsames
I don't know, are we meant to be?
Because this shit keeps stressin' me heavily
(So jarring)
Is it pain? Are you riddled with jealousy?
Closest ones always turnin' to enemies
(Fuck them)

I got a dream, a plan, and a destiny
But the thing is, we're imbalanced
Chemically (No science)
Never good at science or chemistry
Doggy so good
I might just give her some pedigree
She like the melody
And then we smoke like steamers
The grass is always greener
On the other side, don't judge by demeanour
Just 'cause they got breast and back

I would go wife me a mamacita, but real talk
I ain't into a diva i wanna a bad one that
Can leave a man speechless
Like a chaplin film, genius
Like a chaplin film, genius

Girl, I know, can you please stop tellin' me?
Beg you, "Please stop beggin' me" (I beg you)
Man, this shit ain't fun
Girl, I like your buns
But not the ones with sesames (Squishy)
I don't know, are we meant to be?
Because this shit keeps stressin' me heavily
(Jarring)
Is it pain? Are you riddled with jealousy?
Closest ones always turnin' to enemies
(Fuck them)

I don't need enemies
But I burn that bridge in private silence
But all the man that fuck with me
I wish them strength and guidance
Where them girls at?
I've decided, I need to renew my license
(Renew that) i got too much pride, no lions
Hear the five-o, just blurt them sirens
(Woop) i'm sorry, was a test like Johnny
I'm tryna get rich like Roddy
Not sorry, your gyal giving me noddy
Like-like-like I give a puck, no hockey
I don't care if the girl is peng
It goes straight to a friend
'Cah he likes her body (Swing that)
We got the mochas on, no coffee
Up in the trap, firming Os like Bobby
See, music's more than a hobby
I'm a trend setter, they copy
'Cah my bars might stick like toffee
Probably i like the car low, no monte
I like them fast, like the Grand Prix
When she's on me, man, her waist move lovely
Got me feeling a type of way
But this ain't Moët
It's that back all bubbly (Jiggly)

Girl, I know, can you please stop tellin' me?
Beg you, "Please stop beggin' me" (I beg you)
Man, this shit ain't fun
Girl, I like your buns
But not the ones with sesames (Squishy)
I don't know, are we meant to be?
Because this shit keeps stressin' me heavily
(So jarring)
Is it pain? Are you riddled with jealousy?
Closest ones always turnin' to enemies
(Fuck them)
Girl, I know, can you please stop tellin' me?
Beg you, "Please stop beggin' me" (I beg you)
Man, this shit ain't fun
Girl, I like your buns
But not the ones with sesames (Squishy)
I don't know, are we meant to be?
Because this shit keeps stressin' me heavily
(So jarring)
Is it pain? Are you riddled with jealousy?
Closest ones always turnin' to enemies
(Fuck them)

(Biggz the engineer, baby) enemies
Clos-clos-closest ones always turnin'
To enemies
(ZEL, this shit crazy) Closest ones
Always turnin' to enemies