BFF [Remix]
Jeezy, 2 Chainz
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(Zaytoven) Trap down the street from Phillips Arena Trap down the street from Phillips Arena (And that cool with me, I'm fine with that, things change with time) Hashtag makin' bands, yes I am Hashtag makin' bands, yes I am Nigga do ya thing, BOOM Whole lot of money that my BFF Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage Young street nigga coming from the pot Hanging on the block, kickin' with the convict They say that money talk so don't you make a comment I'm proud of myself motherfucker I done it Done it, done it, done it man I'm runnin' up Tity Boi 'bout to f*ck the summer up Order some new things for the Wraith 3rd chain on to get her naked I'ma poster child for the hustle You a poser child for them bustas Game up for grabs, I'ma take it Try to stay down like the pavement Live by the code, keep it true Anything and everything to get a loot Nigga think they trill but I'm triller Nigga think they ill but I'm iller Nigga think they big but I'm larger Pussy you ain't nothin' but a target Smokin' on joints, gettin' massages Keep dodgin' me and I charge up Whole lot of money that my BFF Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage Young street nigga coming from the project Hanging on the block, kickin' with the convict They say that money talk so don't you make a comment I'm proud of myself motherfucker I done it Take the tree raise it hit the 50 slab Bitch I move all of that weight I just might hit my dab Niggas got that funny money I'm trying' not to laugh In the back of that Rolls treat it like a cab Got an F in science but an A in math 34 to 36 you don't know the half Movin' through my city like I'm Godzilla Your favorite rapper seen a bird, it was on Twitter Let me hear your bird call nigga tweet tweet .40 Cal with the dick nigga skeet skeet I think I fell in love with the kitchen sink Got my eyes on that money I can't even blink Any nigga bout that talkin' cray, think he need a shrink Just copped a new Rolly had to lose a link Killed him in the valet, murder was the case Bitch I call my safe Mars 'cause it's outta space Whole lot of money that my BFF Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage Young street nigga coming from the project Hanging on the block, kickin' with the convict They say that money talk so don't you make a comment I'm proud of myself motherfucker I done it Spend a little money you can't take it with you They say the Feds out here takin' pictures Spend a little money you can't take it with you They say the Feds out here takin' pictures Instagram, Instagram, hashtag makin' bands, yes I am
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