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hemii - bestfriend lyrics
[intro]
ha_ha, ha_ha (yeah_yeah)
ha_ha, ha_ha (yeah_yeah_yeah)
ha_ha, la_la (yeah_yeah, yeah_yeah)
ha_ha (yeah_yeah)
[chorus]
i done ran my bands up, she want me to f_ck
rob a n_gga, put yo’ hands up, i don’t give no f_ck
with my n_ggas, we been mobbin’, finna go hop out that truck (ha_ha)
you a l!ck, n_gga, we gon’ take yo’ sh_t, you out of luck (yeah_yeah)
b_tch, i’m sticked up, lil’ boy, don’t get hit up
brodie got that sh_t tucked, glocky mess his tee up (yeah_yeah, ha_ha)
i don’t need a gun, like, n_gga, you could still get beat up (yeah, yeah)
i pop me a perky, and it give me acid reflux
i been flippin’ packs, got my gang tryna re_up (oh)
he put it on god he was gon’ shoot when he seen us
yo’ lil’ b_tch a fan, shе cannot wait til’ she meet us (uh_uh)
p_ssy n_gga talkin’ down and he get hit with thе nina (yeah, lil’ b_tch)
[verse]
this sh_t, it go down (ha_ha)
that b_tch wanna f_ck, like where you at, ho? i’m around
he was talkin’ on the ‘net, so i pulled up to his house
choppa hit him in the neck, now that lil’ boy out of bounds (lil’ boy out of bounds)
racks in, got the racks in (yeah)
i’ma f_ck that b_tch, i’m finna take her to the west end (to the west end)
kickin’ sh_t like tekken, she wan’ be my best friend (yeah_yeah)
f_ck that b_tch from textin’, gotta get my bag again
i ran up my bag again, that boy lame, he capped again (yeah_yeah)
she gon’ let me back in, switchy, what i’m packin’ (yeah)
count up with my left hand, n_ggas switch up like a d_mn trend (yeah_yeah)
he get smoked like dab pen, i don’t want no d_mn friends
[chorus]
i done ran my bands up, she want me to f_ck
rob a n_gga, put yo’ hands up, i don’t give no f_ck
with my n_ggas, we been mobbin’, finna go hop out that truck (ha_ha)
you a l!ck, n_gga, we gon’ take yo’ sh_t, you out of luck (yeah_yeah)
b_tch, i’m sticked up, lil’ boy, don’t get hit up
brodie got that sh_t tucked, glocky mess his tee up (yeah_yeah, ha_ha)
i don’t need a gun, like, n_gga, you could still get beat up (yeah, yeah)
i pop me a perky, and it give me acid reflux
i been flippin’ packs, got my gang tryna re_up (oh)
he put it on god he was gon’ shoot when he seen us
yo’ lil’ b_tch a fan, she cannot wait til’ she meet us (uh_uh)
p_ssy n_gga talkin’ down and he get hit with the nina (yeah, lil’ b_tch)
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