Best Friend (feat. Rich the Kid) – DaBaby – letras

AyyYeah, yeahLet me snap off the rip (Ayy)I done got back in my bag (Bag)I just be stackin’ my chips (Turn up)I’m tryna roll up while I driveI’m gon’ end up crashin’ the whip (Ayy)She like to cut up when she ride (Ride)We gon’ end up havin’ some (Uh)I’m gon’ end up spazzin’ againI fucked her once and I had her again (Yeah)And my shit so hard when I freestyleI don’t need to havin’ a penI live it, I don’t need to write it (Huh, yuh)So don’t even try itI’m havin’ a drink on the plane (Plane)I sit at the front like the pilot (Huh)I know that little ho, that’s your main (Main)I’ma fuck her and run up her mileage (Ha)She keep tryna suck on the dick (Why?)’Cause I drip like a motherfuckin’ stylistAnd I just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah (Ha)I can see that you motherfuckers mad (Mad)My bitch bad, whip fastI’m in my mo – bad (Bad)Bitch, I’m a dog off the leash (Grr)I need a motherfuckin’ muzzle (Woof)She tried to play hard to get (Ha)But I figured her out like a puzzle (Yeah)She get all the bread from her dad (Dad)She get all the ass from her motherHer head so good it made me love her (Huh?)Her head so good it made me love her (Yeah)I had to say that shit two time (Yeah)She blow up my phone, get a new line (Brr)I’m chargin’ the ho for the dickShe can’t use a motherfuckin’ coupon (Ha)And I just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah (Woo)I know you mad as hell (What?)My bitch, she bad as well (Bitch)Lay on me, got a new smell (Skrt)The money is old and stale (Huh?)How I spent one-fifty on a necklace? (Yah)How I fuck around, crash the whole Bentley?How you rich but your bank account empty? (Empty)She want a little bit of Fendi (What?)She want some dick and a bag, tooShe better have my ticket to Cancún (Yeah)They mad, it’s nothin’ I can’t do (Woo)Dababy got bitches, they comin’ through (They comin’)Your nigga got riches, I cut the coupeMy neck so sick I need some soup (Ack)My bitch, she rich, get money, too (Money, too)She love me, then I would be mad, tooAnd I just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeahI just got a Dm from your best friendAnd you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah