Best Friend (feat. Doja Cat)

That my best friend, she a real bad b-
Got her own money, she 'on't need no n-
On the dance floor, she had two-three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad b-
Drive her own car, she 'on't need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in

Beep-beep, is that my bestie in a Tessie?
Fresh blow out, skin on tan, ooh, she ready
You look good, with a T at the end
I'ma hype her every time, that my motherf- friend

She been down since the jellies and the Volvos
Got me steppin' out that Jeep, got Manolo's
When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy
If a b- get finicky, she gon' bring that energy (pop-pop-pop)

I hit her phone with the tea, like, "B-, guess what?"
All the rich-ass boys wanna f- on us
All this a- sittin' up, you can look, don't touch
In our bag, bussin' bands every time we link up

That my best friend, she a real bad b-
Got her own money, she 'on't need no n-
On the dance floor, she had two-three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad b-
Drive her own car, she 'on't need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in

That my best friend, if you need a freak
I ain't dumb, but motherf-, she my Tweedledee
If she ride for me (ride), she 'on't need a key
If you sideways, she'll straighten you if need to be

And she so bad that I just can't take that b- nowhere
She off her fifth shot, said, "Mmm-mmm, don't go there"
B-, break her back, she protect and attack
Get that strap like them buckle, foot on neck, give no air

Whole world wanna be us
And my main b-, she my day-one
On my way, b-, let you get drunk
Let's celebrate 'cause we the baddest in the club

That my best friend, she a real bad b-
Got her own money, she 'on't need no n-
On the dance floor, she had two-three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad b-
Drive her own car, she 'on't need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in

Ha, best friend, you the baddest and you know it (you know)
Uh-oh, girl, I think our booty growin' (ayy-yeah)
F- it up in the mirror, hit them poses (pose)
Best friend, damn, you motherf- glowin' (woo-woo)
Best friend, damn, your wrist look like it's frozen (it's frozen)
Uh-oh, girl, I think our booty growin' (uh-oh)
F- it up in the mirror, hit them poses (hit that pose)
Best friend, you my motherf- soulmate



Credits
Writer(s): Leon Thomas, Kenneth Babyface Edmonds, Khristopher Van Riddick Tynes, Antonio Lamar Dixon, Ravaughn Nichelle Brown
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