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CHA$EMONEY - Best Friend Lyrics



CHA$EMONEY - Best Friend Lyrics
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Damn, this pretty bitch curved me now I'm f*cking with her best friend
He a f*ck nigga so I hit him with that FN
Like we at a wedding, shawty said I was her best man
If you tryna win, follow me, I got the best plan
Yeah, f*ck you saying
Clean the block like some windex, bitch we get the spraying
Throwing bullets out the glock, 12 shots, I ain't Brady tho
Must be in a place with no sun, they acting shady tho
Back of the Benz, cruising in a 4 matic
Had to change it up on niggas, in that Caddy, never lacking
Plug called, hit the road, finna go pick up the back end
My whole gang pistol packing, f*ck that talking, we bout action
Threw a couple ones and made these bitches dance, Michael Jackson
Niggas playing foul, boy you better quit with all that hacking
No I'm not tryna kick it, do I look like Johnny Cage
Ima animal, they steady tryna toss me in a cage
How ironic, he was talking down, well it's up now
Simone Biles, flipped a 100 bands, bitch I'm up now
Grabbed a curry off the, wait
I grabbed a curry off the counter, pop that shit, it got me up now
Sike I'm just playing, I ain't never did that pill shit
Treat him like a orange, hit his head and get the peeling shit
Mechanic with the tool, ain't fixing nothing, get the drilling shit
We stacking big money over here, this ain't no lil shit
She told me I was good for her health, then she ate me like a vegetable
Sorry boo I'm not texting you
My job here is done, I already got the head from you
She caught me out in public, I said no I don't remember you
And watch them niggas over there, they looking skeptical
How you got a nigga but want me, that's not acceptable
Stretching all these racks, Ben Franklin's looking flexible
Putting in that work, bout to f*ck around and flex on you
Nigga and I work for Nike, put a check on you
Claiming that's yo hoe nigga she don't even check on you
Don't be mad at me, be mad at her, you can't get her back
I been there before, trust me you just gotta live with that
Ima boss, Rick Ross
Teeth shining, don't need diamonds, bitch I floss
Expensive fabric on, they asking me how much it cost
I ain't check the price but I don't think this something you could've bought
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Damn, this pretty bitch curved me now I'm f*cking with her best friend
He a f*ck nigga so I hit him with that FN
Like we at a wedding, shawty said I was her best man
If you tryna win, follow me, I got the best plan
Yeah, f*ck you saying
Clean the block like some windex, bitch we get the spraying
Throwing bullets out the glock, 12 shots, I ain't Brady tho
Must be in a place with no sun, they acting shady tho
Back of the Benz, cruising in a 4 matic
Had to change it up on niggas, in that Caddy, never lacking
Plug called, hit the road, finna go pick up the back end
My whole gang pistol packing, f*ck that talking, we bout action
Threw a couple ones and made these bitches dance, Michael Jackson
Niggas playing foul, boy you better quit with all that hacking
No I'm not tryna kick it, do I look like Johnny Cage
Ima animal, they steady tryna toss me in a cage
How ironic, he was talking down, well it's up now
Simone Biles, flipped a 100 bands, bitch I'm up now
Grabbed a curry off the, wait
I grabbed a curry off the counter, pop that shit, it got me up now
Sike I'm just playing, I ain't never did that pill shit
Treat him like a orange, hit his head and get the peeling shit
Mechanic with the tool, ain't fixing nothing, get the drilling shit
We stacking big money over here, this ain't no lil shit
She told me I was good for her health, then she ate me like a vegetable
Sorry boo I'm not texting you
My job here is done, I already got the head from you
She caught me out in public, I said no I don't remember you
And watch them niggas over there, they looking skeptical
How you got a nigga but want me, that's not acceptable
Stretching all these racks, Ben Franklin's looking flexible
Putting in that work, bout to f*ck around and flex on you
Nigga and I work for Nike, put a check on you
Claiming that's yo hoe nigga she don't even check on you
Don't be mad at me, be mad at her, you can't get her back
I been there before, trust me you just gotta live with that
Ima boss, Rick Ross
Teeth shining, don't need diamonds, bitch I floss
Expensive fabric on, they asking me how much it cost
I ain't check the price but I don't think this something you could've bought
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Writer: Chase Glover-Rodgers
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Length: 1:50
Written by: Chase Glover-Rodgers

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