Bff

****, do ya thing, boom

Whole lot of money, that my BFF

Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt

Gettin' so much cash I don't need a wallet

You smokin' on that trash, throw it in the garbage

Young street **** comin' from the pot

Hangin' on the block, kickin' with the convict

They say that money talk so don't you make a comment

I'm proud of myself, muthafucka, I done it

Done it, done it, done it man I'm runnin' up

Tell the boy I 'bout to fuck the summer up

Order some new thing for the Wraith

3rd chain on to get her naked

I'ma poster child for the hustle

You a poster child for them bustas

Game up for grabs, I'ma take it

Try to stay down like the pavement

Live by the code, keep it true

Anything and everything to get a loot

**** think they trill but I'm triller

**** think they ill but I'm iller

**** think they big but I'm larger

Pussy you ain't nothin' but a target

Smokin' on joints, gettin' massages

Keep dodgin' me and I charge up

Whole lot of money, that my BFF

Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt

Gettin' so much cash I don't need a wallet

You smokin' on that trash, throw it in the garbage

Young street **** comin' from the pot

Hangin' on the block, kickin' with the convict

They say that money talk so don't you make a comment

I'm proud of myself, muthafucka, I done it

In first class they ask me what I do

Had a stove, microwave and a blender too

Pull up on your set in a 62

Pull up on your set just to send 'em through

Shittin' on them **** like an enema

Fuck the bitch, had to say I'm into her

**** know I know I been winnin'

**** know I know I don't give any fucks

Sold my Monte Carlo, bought a Cadillac

Sold my Cadillac and went and got a Beamer

I used to put my drawls in the cleaners

Trap down the street from Phillips Arena

Spend a lil' money you can't take it with ya

They said the feds out here takin' pictures

Well I'm the freshest **** on their Instagram

#Making bands, yes I am

Whole lot of money, that my BFF

Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt

Gettin' so much cash I don't need a wallet

You smokin' on that trash, throw it in the garbage

Young street **** comin' from the pot

Hangin' on the block, kickin' with the convict

They say that money talk so don't you make a comment

I'm proud of myself, muthafucka, I done it

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