Luyện nghe bài hát BFF (Remix)

Whole lot of that my BFF
Keep a .40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so much cash I don't a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the
Young street nigga from the pot
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the
They say money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself, motherfucker I it

it, done it, done it man I'm runnin' up
Tity Boi 'bout to the summer up
Order new things for the Wraith
3rd on to get her naked
poster child for the hustle
You a poser child for bustas
Game up for grabs, take it
Try to down like the pavement
by the code, keep it true
Anything and everything to get a
Nigga they trill but I'm triller
Nigga think they ill but I'm
think they big but I'm larger
Pussy you ain't nothin' but a
Smokin' on joints, get
Keep me and I charge up

lot of money that my BFF
Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi
Getting so much I don't need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the
Young street nigga coming from the
on the block, kickin' with the convict
They say that money talk so don't you make a
I'm proud of myself, I done it

In first class they ask me I do
Had a stove, and a blender too
up on your set in a 62
Pull up on your set just to 'em through
Shittin' on them niggas like an
the bitch, had to say I'm into her
Nigga know I know I winnin'
Niggas I know I don't give any fucks
Sold my Carlo, bought a Cadillac
my Cadillac and went and got a Beamer
I used to put my drawers in the
Trap down the street Phillips Arena
Spend a lil money you can't take it ya
They said the feds out here pictures
Well I'm the freshest nigga on their
Hashtag bands, yes I am