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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Vocals
Ricky Harrell Jr
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Babatunde Balogun
Songwriter
Kalia Ola Asugha
Songwriter
Rhondo Robinson
Songwriter
Ricky Harrell Jr
Songwriter
Sean McNichol
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lamar Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Ricky Racks
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Ricky Racks, I see you
Thugger
YSL for life, bitch
Yeah, fuck you, yo mama and everything else
Free the GOAT
[Chorus]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch, message from Texas, what's next and
I'ma skeet off, lil ****, come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
**** livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' with' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hunnid thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah
[Verse 1]
Take them boys to school, swagonometry
Bitch, I'm bleeding bad, like a bumble bee
Hol' up, hol' it, hol' it, ****, proceed
I'ma eat that booty just like groceries
Eat on that coochie, lay that bitch down like let's do it
No Tiger, bitch, eat that wood, eat that wood
Supplier, bitch, I got pistols, no wood
I want tacos that are Meagan Good
Helicopter choppin' with the buzz
Stuff them racks inside them if they nudge
Bang that other side, ****, curb
And my reefer louder than a speaker
Yeah, my nieces hanging with The Beatles
If you ever find her, better keep her
Thirty-seven cameras for the sneakers
Goin' out like Ox or Beanie Sigel
Send a cop, I can't wait to mistreat 'em
Forcin' your ho, I can't wait to mislead her
And beat 'em, they ain't my people
[Chorus]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch, message from Texas, what's next and
I'ma skeet off, lil ****, come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
**** livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' with' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hunnid thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah
[Verse 2]
Let me tell you how I spent a couple hunnids today
I done cut back on that lean, I'm on that Hen' and D'Ussé
Don't do no talkin' when you see him, you better shoot in his face
I got a hunnid bitches that can't wait to replace
Michael Jackson, ****, Thugger Jackson moon walkin'
Uh, uh-huh, the S.L.I.M.E. army tool shopping
Me a horny goat, I'm boolin' at the bull stop
No, I can't get arrested 'cause I'm talkin' bout my necklace
I'ma put that bitch in the buck, I'm a dog, let's get stuck
My lil' sister Dora eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck
Waddup, cuz? Here yo' cup
Call my buds, bring my bup
Your crew suck, don't got bucks
These ain't drugs, ****
[Chorus]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch, message from Texas, what's next and
I'ma skeet off, lil ****, come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
**** livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' with' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hunnid thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah
Written by: Babatunde Balogun, Jeffery Williams, Kalia Ola Asugha, Rhondo Robinson, Ricky Harrell Jr, Sean McNichol