Kush Mccaulla - BESTFRIENDS

Ayy
Ayy sold a hundred bags before I went legit
Ayy I love them blue strips this ain't counterfeit
Hoe you know you can't ride I'ma send a lyft
And you know when I arrive I'ma leave a tip
Ayy front of the building all you see is smoke
Big body Benz bitch I look like I been sellin' dope
All these bitches leeches niggas out here really sellin' hope
Say she want my kids I'ma drop them babies in yo' throat
These diamonds wetter than a cantaloupe
Ayy woke up reminiscing I remember droppin' of them loads
Standing in the kitchen all these bubs tryna get off these loads
Ayy really bout' my paper I be really out here dodgin' hoes
Lil bitch on backpage tryna sell somethin'
Hoe you know this trap paid I got bail money
Young nigga been rack-racing I been head-hunting
MVP of the league big ballin'
Everything I want I'm skiing I ain't stallin'
Ran this shit up I mean it I ain't crawling
A lot of these niggas wanna be me bitch I'm awesome
I get money through every season right now its Autumn
Keep yo' distance nigga go find a way to go get paid
No I ain't trippin' nigga my shoes been tied up for the race
Surrounded by these traps how the fuck I ain't gon' sell something
Ayy really I been gettin' it got it got it off the scale money
No I ain't frontin' shit bitch I need it right now
Ayy they fell in love with bub met my juug out of town
Fell in love with this cash need to pick up some more rubber bands
Bought a brand new money counter treat it like my best friend
Ayy
Treat it like my best friend
Ayy ayy I treat it like my best friend

Written by:
MALIK MCCAULLA

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