Best Friend

I got a pocket full of money, she my best friend

Ain't no secret, I be fucking on your best friend

We only FaceTime, ain't no texting

And I ain't try to be your man, bitch, I'm your blessing

She gave me all her neck, call her necklace

I ain't stressin', fuck her raw, and I ain't test it

Have a baby by me, baby, be a bad bitch

Loui logo on the carriage

Ain't thinkin' marriage

Since a jit, I had to whip it

Bendin' back blocks, jumpin' neighbor's fences

Cause her pops comin' home and I can't get caught

If I don't make it out this room, I don't make it to court

I got a pocket full of money, she my best friend

Ain't no secret, I be fuckin' on your best friend

We only FaceTime, ain't no Texting

And I ain't tryna be your man, bitch, I'm your blessing

She gave ma all her neck, call her necklace

I ain't stressin'

I hit it raw I'm so reckless

She say she want love and affection

Fuck **** getting money her best Friend

I got a pocket full of money she my best Friend

Loving on each other revving up the engine

She repped the guard impeccably, not did I mention

That we pedestal mine with the crown when in my section

No way for shorty to deny the connection

She pulled up to the Prezi with luggage, now tip the bellman

And how she repping something, you ain't got a question

When we outside, we garnish up all the attention

Yeah, just to clarify any misconception

We align in every energy, space, or dimension

She fucked me for hours to release all of my tension

Homie, when she pull up, she will flatline your collection

I got a pocket full of money, she my best friend

Ain't no secret, I be fucking on your best friend

We only FaceTime, ain't no texting

And I ain't trying to be your man, bitch, I'm your blessing