Luyện nghe bài hát BFF (Remix)

Whole lot of that my BFF
a Glock .40 in my Fendi 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
Hanging on the block, kickin' the convict
They say that talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself, motherfucker I it

Done it, it, done it man I'm runnin' up
Tity Boi 'bout to fuck the up
Order some new for the Wraith
3rd chain on to get her
I'ma poster child for the
You a poser child for them
up for grabs, I'ma take it
Try to stay down like the
Live by the code, keep it
and everything to get a loot
Nigga think trill but I'm triller
Nigga think they ill but I'm
Nigga think they big but I'm
Pussy you nothin' but a target
on joints, get massages
Keep me and I charge up

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

In class they ask me what I do
Had a stove, and a blender too
Pull up on set in a 62
up on your 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'
know I know I don't give any fucks
Sold my Monte Carlo, bought a
Sold my Cadillac and and got a Beamer
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 feds out here takin'
Well I'm the freshest on their Instagram
making bands, yes I am