paroles de chanson Bestie (Mixed) - Kodak Black & Bhad Bhabie

Go bitch, go bitch, go bestie
Can′t fuck with these hoes 'cause they messy
Go bitch, go bitch, go bestie
Can′t fuck with these hoes 'cause they messy
Go bestie, that's my mother fucking best friend
Go bestie, that′s my mother fucking best friend
Go bestie, that′s my mother fucking best friend
That my what? That my mother fucking best friend

A shorty, she gon' ride, she gon′ die for me
Yeah, I know all my niggas, they gon' side for me
I be goin′ up when you goin' down on me
When I come through, I got the 4 pound on me
Every time I′m on the scene, I be tooley'd up
When you comin' through my city, put your jewelry up
In a bullet truck dooley got his bullet tuck
I love my baby, you can′t talk to her, she rude as fuck
Go Kodak, go Kodak, get money
I don′t fuck with rap niggas, they funny
Go Kodak, go Kodak, get money
I don't fuck with rap niggas, they funny

Go bitch, go bitch, go bestie (Go bestie)
Can′t fuck with these hoes 'cause they messy
Go bitch, go bitch, go bestie (Go bestie)
Can′t fuck with these hoes 'cause they messy
Go bestie, that′s my mother fucking best friend
Go bestie, that's my mother fucking best friend
Go bestie, that's my mother fucking best friend
That my what? That my mother fucking best friend

Go best friend, that′s my best friend
That′s my main bitch, that's my fuckin′ best friend (Best friend)
If you got a problem then we got a problem
If she got a problem then you got a problem (Bitch)
She gon' twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk that ass
Like it′s her fuckin' birthday, bitch twerk that ass (Twerk that ass)
That′s my best friend, that's my fucking bestie
Can't fuck with you hoes ′cause you messy
Pull up to the party, I got everybody lit
I can brag about my best friends, everybody rich (We rich)
Double dutching with the money, I be playin′ with the bands
Birkin bag, Fashion Nova, Cartier on the lens
Every time we pull up, bitches pissed off (Pissed off)
Make the whole club jump like Kris Kross (Kris Kross)
I'm a bad bitch, poppin′ like lip gloss (Lip gloss)
We be blowin' money fast like Rick Ross (Rick Ross)

Go bitch, go bitch, go bestie (Go bitch)
Can′t fuck with these hoes 'cause they messy (′Cause they messy)
Go bitch, go bitch, go bestie (Go bitch)
Can't fuck with these hoes 'cause they messy
Go bestie, that′s my mother fucking best friend (Go, go, go, go)
Go bestie, that′s my mother fucking best friend
Go bestie, that's my mother fucking best friend
Go bestie, that my what? That my mother fucking best friend (Go bitch)