letra de best friends - ebk jaaybo
[chorus]
these backwoods gone k!ll me
before a suckas do
took a trip for my guys
i swear i love my dudes
shout out baby nine
girl i love u too
she ain’t trying to choose up
well b-tch f-ck you too
b-tch it’s f-ck you too
i just popped a bar now i’m sweating
aye i’m her nine to five
she gotta check in
aye the b-tch gonna make me rich
she a blessing
aye baby no you ain’t my girl
you my best friend
[verse 1]
shout out baby drake
that’s my b-tch
aye, aye i just brought a chopper
for my crips
ouwee he bringing them ps
it’s a hit
aye speaking on me to the b-tch
like a b-tch
god d-mn lеt’s beat the road up
i just servеd a n-gga his papers
the b-tch chose up
we ain’t coming to the party
unless we poured up
six a clock he leaving home from work
beat that load up
we gone sit outside until somebody slides
she said she get no attention
well b-tch i’m kinda high
she trying to guess my password
that’s not my kinda type
worry about what i’m doing
lil baby find a life
red run
face shots leave his face gone
bro hit the bounty
and start singing like trey songs
i know one day i’m gone make it
it’s ain’t gone take long
i’m strap down
masked up gang face on
n-gga think he a hero
put him a cape on
so we can give him wings
now his ass can fly
fill his whip with h-lla dope smoke
now his ass high
and if the pigs
find the pistol it is not mine
[chorus]
these backwoods gone k!ll me
before a sucker do
took a trip for my guys
i swear i love my dudes
shout out baby nine
girl i love u too
she ain’t trying to choose up
well b-tch f-ck you too
b-tch it’s f-ck you too
i just popped a bar now i’m sweating
aye i’m her nine to five
she gotta check in
aye the b-tch gonna make me rich
she a blessing
aye baby no you ain’t my girl
you my best friend
[verse 2]
they think it’s fun and games
till they hear bang bang
f-ck with suckas but ain’t tripping
no we ain’t do that
you asking for a pass
f-cking with n-ggas that’s we shoot at
you hanging with them weirdo n-ggas
and we ain’t do that
it’s politics you get dp
for trying to f-ck em up
pick him up, hollows rip him up
if he cutting up
juvenile hall the only time
you see me knuckle up
my n-ggas in the pin
see a snitch
they gonna cut him up
i hate rats
singing to the boys
will get yo face sn-tched
interrogation rooms only time
these n-ggas state facts
she said i beat the p-ssy up
like i hate cat
we’ll say that
my n-ggas shoot first
we don’t spray back
i lashed a nerd for his chop
come get yo k back
but let me not boost this n-gga head
he listening to this sh-t right now
praying on my dead
free the bros
snitch k
n-ggas f-ck the feds
[chorus]
these backwoods gone k!ll me
before a suckas do
took a trip for my guys
i swear i love my dudes
shout out baby nine
girl i love u too
she ain’t trying to choose up
well b-tch f-ck you too
b-tch it’s f-ck you too
i just popped a bar now i’m sweating
aye i’m her nine to five
she gotta check in
aye the b-tch gonna make me rich
she a blessing
aye baby no you ain’t my girl
you my best friend
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