Best Friend

Not no yes man
Not no yes man
I said fuck a bitch, I'll fuck her best friend, huh
Talking shit get Smith & Wesson, huh
I'ma fuck that bitch's best friend, huh

I'ma fuck that bitch's best friend, huh
Fuck that album, it's depressing, huh yeah
Tell me who you think your best than
You rappers be these bitch's best friend
But I just fuck and dip in that's it
Bitch shut up and don't throw you a fit, cause I'm here
I get way too lit, way too high, off the rim
Ain't throw-in the pot, get your hands off the gems
Shawty hop up top, til I pop like a pimp
No we do not talk, don't associate with them
And she like this how I walk, cause I carry all these bands
And she like the way I talk, cause I talk when I dance
Heard they lined him up in chalk, damn heard that's yo man's
Yeah, yeah

Talking my shit, I don't get no fucks, nigga
Talking my shit, talking my shit, talk
Talking my shit, talking my shit, talk

I get way too lit, no Jetson's, huh yeah
Tell me if you get the message
I'ma fuck that bitch's best friend
I'ma fuck that bitch's best friend

Fuck is you talk about, bitch, don't introduce me to your friends
I don't give a fuck
Real shit
I'ma fuck them hoes, nigga, I don't give a fuck
Yeah
Fuck your best friends, bitch
I don't get no fucks
What so ever



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Writer(s): Jordan Banks
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