Bestie (Explicit) 歌詞
Bestie (Explicit) - Culture Jam/A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie/Capella Grey
Lyrics by：Artist Dubose/Curtis Jackson
Composed by：Artist Dubose/Curtis Jackson
A Boogie wit da Hoodie：
Two-fifty on the dot so they probably miss me
How can you catch up to me you in a six-speed
Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi look
Wide body Hellcat with the red key yeah
F**k the Honda Civic baby get the Bentley yeah
Before we ever f**ked used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy
It's okay you'll be okay
Capella Grey：
She know it ain't no talkin' no she want 'em I got 'em
My baby don't want for nothin' even though I got money she grindin'
Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
Ain't switch up at all same shawty since robins
She ain't gotta call keys to the appartment sanctioned
My bougie baddie they don't even get a "Thank you" uh
That's why she shot gun when I'm goin' uh
A Boogie wit da Hoodie：
Two-fifty on the dot so they probably miss me
Huh
How can you catch up to me you in a six-speed
Huh
Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi look
Wide body Hellcat with the red key yeah
F**k the Honda Civic baby get the Bentley yeah
Before we ever f**ked used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy
It's okay you'll be okay
Uh you know how I'm comin' it ain't trickin' if you got it
You can use my budget and I promise I won't finish until you start cummin'
You can use my love after you use my number
You can lose my number
She rock Mike Amiris so you know I f**ked her
Rockin' fly s**t only she get all that from me
Yeah her Monclerc furry Louis V her luggage
Showin' off in public yeah I love it
Two-fifty on the dot so you probably miss me
Look
How can you catch up to me you in a six-speed
Look
Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi look
Wide body Hellcat with the red key yeah
F**k the Honda Civic baby get the Bentley yeah
Before we ever f**ked used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy
It's okay you'll be okay
Capella Grey：
She know it ain't no talkin' no she want 'em I got 'em
My baby don't want for nothin' even though I got money she grindin'
Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
Ain't switch up at all same shawty since robins
She ain't gotta call keys to the appartment sanctioned
My bougie baddie they don't even get a "Thank you" uh
That's why she shot gun when I'm goin' uh
Oh
Oh yeah yeah-yeah
No
No babe