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BFF Lyrics

Whole lot of money that my BFF
Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage
Young street n**** coming from the pot
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the convict
They say that money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself m*********** I done it
Done it, done it, done it man I'm runnin' up
t**y Boi 'bout to f*** 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 poser 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
n**** think they trill but I'm triller
n**** think they ill but I'm iller
n**** think they big but I'm larger
p**** 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
Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage
Young street n**** coming from the pot
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the convict
They say that money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself m*********** 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
s***tin' on them n***** like an animal
f*** the b****, had to say I'm into her
n**** know I know I'm [?]
n***** I know I know I don't give any f****
Sold my Monte Carlo, bought a Cadillac
Sold my Cadillac and went and got a Beamer
I used to put my drawers 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 n**** on their Instagram
Hashtag making bands, yes I am
Whole lot of money that my BFF
Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage
Young street n**** coming from the pot
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the convict
They say that money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself m*********** I done it
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