Luyện nghe bài hát BFF (Remix)

Whole lot of money my BFF
a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so much cash I need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, it in the garbage
Young nigga coming from the pot
Hanging on the block, kickin' the convict
They say that money so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself, I done it

Done it, it, done it man I'm runnin' up
Tity Boi 'bout to the summer up
Order some new things for the
3rd on to get her naked
I'ma poster child for the
You a poser child for bustas
Game up for grabs, I'ma it
Try to down like the pavement
Live by the code, keep it
Anything and everything to get a
Nigga think they but I'm triller
Nigga think ill but I'm iller
Nigga think big but I'm larger
Pussy you nothin' but a target
on joints, get massages
Keep me and I charge up

Whole lot of that my BFF
a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so much cash I don't a wallet
You smoking on that trash, it in the garbage
street nigga coming from the project
Hanging on the block, kickin' the convict
They say money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm of myself, motherfucker I done 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 your set to send 'em through
Shittin' on them like an enema
the bitch, had to say I'm into her
Nigga know I I been winnin'
Niggas know I I don't give any fucks
Sold my Monte Carlo, a Cadillac
Sold my Cadillac and went and got a
I to put my drawers in the cleaners
Trap the street from Phillips Arena
Spend a lil money you can't take it ya
They said the out here takin' pictures
Well I'm the freshest nigga on Instagram
Hashtag bands, yes I am