Best Friend (feat. Turtle Montana)

Turtle Montana, I boned your girl off my clout
Oh shit
Turtle Montana, yeah, yeah
Turtle Montana, oh

Let's go
Best friend, best friend
You buying best friend or what's up
Got stacks, best friend

I'm never gonna pay, but it's alright
They think I'm a cheapskate, never really pay for shit
Thinking I'ma use my goddamn stimulus
Best friend, best friend

You buying best friend or what's up
Ay, ay
Breakfast, lunch, some dinner and some snacks, yeah
But I never really ever pay them back, yeah

Tell me keep it under budget, but I take charge
Going big or going home, always get a large
See, I'm never eating out if I'm alone
If I gotta pay, then I'll act poor

Tell my homie, yeah, dude, I'll spot you
Wallet in my pocket in the drive-thru
I'll take a number two and a twenty-two
And don't forget the tip, they'll be mad at you

A number two and a twenty-two
If you say to cash app, I'm ignoring you
Best friend, best friend
You buying best friend or what's up

Got stacks, best friend
I'm never gonna pay, but it's alright
They think I'm a cheapskate, never really pay for shit
Thinking I'ma use my goddamn stimulus

Best friend, best friend
You buying best friend or what's up
Why am I always paying
Why

Uber Eats, dude, always eat, dude
The E girls I date pay the tab, dude
See the Streng, dude, it's a gang, dude
Always get the shot, girl, and can't drive, dude

So you buying, dude, and you flying, too
Eat a full meal, no buck menu
Looking at my bank account, they know I got the paper, though
Asking for delivery fee, but they ass is slow

With my number two and a twenty-two
And don't even tip, they were hella rude
A number two and a twenty-two
If you say to cash app, I'm ignoring you

Best friend, best friend
You buying best friend or what's up
Got stacks, best friend
I'm never gonna pay, but it's alright

They think I'm a cheapskate, never really pay for shit
Thinking I'ma use my goddamn stimulus
Best friend, best friend
You buying best friend or what's up

So, uh, Louie
Dinner on you tonight, best friend, or what's up
Fuck you, piece of shit
I always pay

Louie
I left my wallet at home
I'll get you next time, alright
What the hell is that in your pocket

Oh, this
It's my third leg
You know what, man
You're a fake friend

Oh, I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
I thought it was gonna be a silent one



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Writer(s): Jamesmikel Abobo
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