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Young Thug - Best Friend lyrics

[Intro]
Ricky Racks, I see you!
Thugger!
YSL for life, b**h
Yeah f** you, your momma and everything else
Free the GOAT!

[Hook]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty b**h missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil n***a come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
n***a livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad b**h rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my sh** on fleek
Hey-yeah! Yeah

[Verse 1]
Take them boys to school, swagonometry
b**h I'm bleedin' bad, like a bumble bee
Hold up! Hold it, hold it, n***a proceed
I'ma eat that booty just like groceries
Eat on that coochie, lay that b**h down like "let's do it"
No Tiger, b**h, eat that wood, eat that wood
Supplier, b**h, I got pistols, no wood
I want them tacos that are Meagan Good
Helicopter choppin' with the buzz
Stuff them racks inside them if they nudge
Bang that other side, n***a curb
And my reefer louder than a speaker
Yeah my niece is hangin' with The Beatles
If you ever find her, better keep her
37 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
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And beat 'em, they ain't my people

[Hook]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty b**h missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil n***a come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
n***a livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad b**h rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my sh** on fleek
Hey-yeah! Yeah!

[Verse 2]
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 b**hes that can't wait to replace
Michael Jackson, n***a, Thugger Jackson moon walkin'
The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shoppin'
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'ma put that b**h in the buck, I'm a dog, let's get stuck
My lil' sister Dora, eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck
Waddup cuz? Here yo' cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup
Your crew s**, don't got bucks, these ain't d**, n***a

[Hook]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty b**h missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil n***a come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
n***a livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad b**h rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my sh** on fleek
Hey-yeah!

[Produced by Ricky Racks & Young Shad]

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