Bestie
Culture Jam, Capella Grey, A Boogie wit da Hoodie
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Two-fifty on the dash, so they probably miss me (huh) How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh) Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah F*ck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you'll be okay She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin' Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since rappin' She ain't gotta call, keys to the apartment, sanction My bougie baddie, they don't even get to thank you, uh That's why she shock 'em when I'm doin', uh Two-fifty on the dash, so they probably miss me (huh) How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh) Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah F*ck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you'll be okay Uh, you know how I'm comin', it ain't trickin' if you got it You can use my budget And I promise I won't finish until you start cummin' You can use my love, after you use my number You can lose my number She rock Mike Amiris, so you know I fucked her Rockin' fly shit only, she get all that from me Yeah, her Monclerc furry, Louis V her luggage Showin' off in public, yeah, I love it Two-fifty on the dash, so you probably miss me (Look) How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Look) Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah F*ck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you'll be okay She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin' Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since rappin' She ain't gotta call, keys to the apartment, sanction My bougie baddie, they don't even get to thank you, uh That's why she shock 'em when I'm doin', uh Oh Oh, yeah, yeah-yeah No No, no
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