Luyện nghe bài hát BFF (Remix)

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

it, done it, done it man I'm runnin' up
Tity Boi to fuck the summer up
some new things for the Wraith
3rd on to get her naked
I'ma child for the hustle
You a poser child for them
up for grabs, I'ma take it
Try to stay down the pavement
by the code, keep it true
Anything and to get a loot
Nigga they trill but I'm triller
Nigga they ill but I'm iller
Nigga think they big but I'm
you ain't nothin' but a target
Smokin' on joints, get
Keep dodgin' me and I up

lot of money that my BFF
Keep a Glock .40 in my belt
Getting so much cash I need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, it in the garbage
Young nigga coming from the project
Hanging on the block, kickin' the convict
They say that money talk so you make a comment
I'm proud of myself, motherfucker I it

In first class ask me what I do
Had a stove, microwave and a too
Pull up on set in a 62
Pull up on set just to send 'em through
Shittin' on them niggas an enema
the bitch, had to say I'm into her
Nigga know I know I winnin'
Niggas know I know I give any fucks
Sold my Monte Carlo, bought a
Sold my Cadillac and and got a Beamer
I used to put my drawers in the
Trap down the street from Arena
Spend a lil money you take it with ya
They said the out here takin' pictures
Well I'm the freshest on their Instagram
Hashtag bands, yes I am