Bestie (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Capella Grey)

Two-fifty on the dash 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 Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you be okay She know it ain't no talking, no, she want 'em, I got 'em My baby don't want for nothing, even though I got money, she grinding Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches Ain't switch up at all, same shorty since Robins She ain't gotta call, keys to the apartment, sanctioned My bougie baddie, they don't even get a thank you That's why she shotgun when I'm doing, uh Two-fifty on the dash 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 Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you be okay Huh, you know how I'm coming, it ain't tricking if you got it You can use my budget and I promise I won't finish Until you start cumming, you can use my love After you use my number you can lose my number She rock Mike Amiris so you know I fucked her Rocking fly shit only, she get all that from me Yeah, her Moncler furry, Louis V her luggage Showing off in public, yeah, I love it Two-fifty on the dash so they 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 Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you be okay She know it ain't no talking, no, she want 'em, I got 'em My baby don't want for nothing, even though I got money, she grinding Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches Ain't switch up at all, same shorty since Robins She ain't gotta call, keys to the apartment, sanctioned My bougie baddie, they don't even get a thank you, uh That's why she shotgun when I'm doing, uh Oh Oh, yeah, yeah-yeah No No No, no