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 on that trash, throw it in the garbage
street nigga coming from the pot
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the
They say that money talk so 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 on to get her naked
poster child for the hustle
You a child for them bustas
up for grabs, I'ma take it
Try to down like the pavement
by the code, keep it true
Anything and to get a loot
think they trill but I'm triller
Nigga they ill but I'm iller
Nigga think they big but I'm
Pussy you ain't nothin' but a
Smokin' on joints, get
Keep me and I charge up

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

In class they ask me what I do
Had a stove, microwave and a too
up on your set in a 62
Pull up on your set just to send 'em
Shittin' on them niggas like an
Fuck the bitch, had to say I'm her
Nigga know I know I winnin'
Niggas know I know I don't give any
my Monte Carlo, bought a Cadillac
Sold my Cadillac and went and got a
I used to put my drawers in the
down 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
making bands, yes I am