Best Friend Lyrics - Don Cannon

Thugger! 

YSL for life, bitch 

Yeah fuck you, your momma and everything else 

Free the GOAT! 

That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin' 

Big ol' booty bitch misses from Texas, what's next is 

I'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me 

And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend 

Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek 

Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek 

Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek 

Hey-yeah! 

Take them boys to school, swagonometry 

Bitch I'm bleeding bad, like a bumble bee 

Hold up! Hold it, hold it, nigga proceed 

I'ma eat that booty just like groceries 

Eat on that coochie, lay that bitch down like "let's do it" 

No Tiger bitch, eat that wood, eat that wood 

Supplier, bitch, I got pistols, no wood 

I want them tacos that are Meagan Good 

Helicopter choppin' with the buz 

Stuff them racks inside them if they nudge 

Bang that other side, nigga curb 

And my reefer louder than a speaker 

Yeah my niece is hanging with The Beatles 

If you ever find her, better keep her 

Thirty seven cameras for the sneakers 

Goin' out like Ox or Beanie Sigel 

Send a cop, I can't wait to mistreat 'em 

Forcin' your ho, I can't wait to mislead 'em 

And beat 'em, they ain't my people 

That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin' 

Big ol' booty bitch misses from Texas, what's next is 

I'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me 

And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend 

Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek 

Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek 

Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek 

Hey-yeah! 

Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds today 

I done cut back on that lean, I'm on that Hen' and D'ussé 

Don't do no talkin' when you see him, you better shoot in his face 

I got a hundred bitches that can't wait to replace 

Michael Jackson nigga, Thugger Jackson moon walkin' 

The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shopping 

Me a horny goat, I'm boolin' at the bull stop 

No I can't get arrested 'cause I'm talkin' 'bout my necklace 

I'mma put that bitch in the buck, I'm a dog, let's get stuck 

My lil' sister Dora, eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck 

Waddup cus? Here yo' cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup 

Your crew suck, don't got bucks, these ain't drugs nigga 

That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin' 

Big ol' booty bitch misses from Texas, what's next is 

I'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me 

And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend 

Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek 

Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek 

Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek 

Hey-yeah!