Bestfriend

Lyrics
[Intro] Oh, yeah (It's Donn Robb) Uh (2PHONENOAH, let that shit ring) [Chorus] Fuckin' on her best friend Feindin' for this oppa, man I swear I gotta catch him (Feelin' like I'm Ash, man, I swear I'm gonna catch him) Hop out, bitch I'm shootin' at yo' bedroom I'm a real savage, bitch I tote that Mac-11 [Verse] Brrr! Bitch I send yo' ass to Heaven Send em seven right before eleven Christian Dior, wear it like a reverend Hellcat got them hoes just hear it revvin' Yeah, Wocky, Trishy, Tech up in my beverage Went to Phil Avianne for my nеcklace (Uh) I'm speakin' Grinchstanesе you just don't catch it (Uh) My block is like a telly, gotta check in Uh, I fuck up on that bitch I clear her checkings Uh, I'm kickin' all these packs, this shit like Tekken Figi Gang, we give out figis in a second To the māthā, all this shit we done invented Oh yeah Uh, brrr, yeah Uh [Chorus] Fuckin' on her best friend Feindin' for this oppa, man I swear I gotta catch him (Feelin' like I'm Ash, man, I swear I'm gonna catch him) Hop out, bitch I'm shootin' at yo' bedroom I'm a real savage, bitch I tote that Mac-11 [Outro] Fuckin' on her best friend Oh yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- Shawny Binladen