Luyện nghe bài hát BFF (Remix)

Whole lot of money my BFF
a Glock .40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so cash I don't need a wallet
You smoking on trash, throw it in the garbage
street 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 of myself, motherfucker I done it

Done it, done it, done it man I'm up
Boi 'bout to fuck the summer up
Order some new things for the
3rd chain on to get her
I'ma poster for the hustle
You a poser for them bustas
Game up for grabs, take it
Try to down like the pavement
by the code, keep it true
Anything and to get a loot
Nigga think they trill but I'm
Nigga think they ill but I'm
Nigga think big but I'm larger
Pussy you ain't but a target
Smokin' on joints, get
Keep me and I charge up

Whole lot of money 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 project
Hanging on the block, with the convict
They say money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself, I done it

In first they ask me what I do
Had a stove, and a blender too
Pull up on set in a 62
Pull up on your set to send 'em through
Shittin' on niggas like an enema
the bitch, had to say I'm into her
Nigga I know I been winnin'
Niggas know I know I don't give any
my Monte Carlo, bought a Cadillac
Sold my Cadillac and and got a Beamer
I to put my drawers in the cleaners
Trap down the from Phillips Arena
Spend a lil money you can't take it ya
They said the out here takin' pictures
I'm the freshest nigga on their Instagram
Hashtag bands, yes I am