Bestfriends歌词

[00:00.00] 作词 : Dion Hayes/Spencer Harris/Dyllan McKinney
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Dion Hayes/Spencer Harris/Dyllan McKinney
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:01.10]Me and Drez, nigga, me and Rece, nigga (Dmac on the ****in' track)
[00:04.31]Free all the muh****in' boys, nigga
[00:04.73]Big fours (Tell a young nigga I need it, always been that way, nigga)
[00:06.53](Tuned up) **** with me, you sayin' somethin'?
[00:09.14][Chorus]
[00:09.58]Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?)
[00:11.89]**** hoes, kill niggas, spray shit
[00:14.61]Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss
[00:17.30]Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? ****
[00:19.64]R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck
[00:22.33]Wire got one too, this is not the same truck
[00:24.82]Get your ho hit speakin' down on a G
[00:27.29]TJ on her ass in a SRT
[00:29.65]Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight
[00:32.15]Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake
[00:34.66]Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez
[00:37.6]We done really blew shit down on my kids
[00:38.80][Verse]
[00:39.43]Doggy gotta chill, might as well step in
[00:42.8]Every time we touch a bitch, two FNs
[00:44.70]Just call us the best friends, youngins really put in work
[00:46.80]Then subtract five, all the niggas we done murdered
[00:49.59]All these bitches gettin' ****ed, I'm the never-fall-in-love-type
[00:52.27]Cuz right, cookin' up, usin' two pots, nigga, thug life
[00:54.67]I was just drinkin' cool shots, bitch, I love life, brrat
[00:57.80]How much you gon' charge me for that n-n-n-n-neck?
[01:02.7]All I know is disrespect, niggas ain't been in the field
[01:04.67]You gotta whack, them niggas ain't doin' no drills
[01:07.14]I never call you to duty, they'll never call you a shooter
[01:11.7]How the **** we all gettin' to it? How the **** my dawg in a movie?
[01:14.96]Fully automatic .45s, this not a Uzi
[01:17.21]Still gon' blow it, nigga, I don't give a ****
[01:19.76]Half of the city's toe tags go to us
[01:22.61]I ain't ever no showed no sign of a ****
[01:25.16]Nigga, tell me y'all want it, bitch, we can get it
[01:27.77]Still on the corner, mix the fentanyl with Rizzy (You with who?)
[01:30.21][Chorus]
[01:30.63]Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?)
[01:33.45]**** hoes, kill niggas, spray shit
[01:35.89]Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss
[01:38.39]Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? ****
[01:41.9]R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck
[01:43.40]Wire got one too, this is not the same truck
[01:46.14]Get your ho hit speakin' down on a G
[01:48.62]TJ on her ass in a SRT
[01:51.23]Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight
[01:53.74]Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake
[01:55.97]Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez
[01:58.59]We done really blew shit down on my kids