Luyện nghe bài hát BFF (Remix)

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

Done it, it, done it man I'm runnin' up
Tity Boi 'bout to fuck the up
Order some new things for the
3rd on to get her naked
I'ma poster for the hustle
You a child for them bustas
up for grabs, I'ma take it
Try to down like the pavement
Live by the code, keep it
and everything to get a loot
Nigga think trill but I'm triller
Nigga think they ill but I'm
Nigga they big but I'm larger
you ain't nothin' but a target
Smokin' on joints, get
Keep me and I charge up

Whole lot of money my BFF
Keep a Glock .40 in my belt
Getting so cash I don't need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the
Young street nigga coming from the
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the
They say money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself, motherfucker I it

In first class they ask me 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 an enema
Fuck the bitch, had to say I'm her
Nigga know I know I been
Niggas know I know I don't give any
Sold my Carlo, bought a Cadillac
Sold my Cadillac and went and got a
I used to put my in the cleaners
Trap down the street from Phillips
Spend a lil money you can't it with ya
They said the feds out here takin'
I'm the freshest nigga on their Instagram
Hashtag bands, yes I am