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bhad bhabie - bestie lyrics

(feat. kodak black)

[intro]
d.a. got that dope!

[chorus: bhad bhabie]
go b-tch, go b-tch, go bestie
can’t f-ck with these hoes ’cause they messy
go b-tch, go b-tch, go bestie
can’t f-ck with these hoes ’cause they messy
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend
that my what? that my muhf-ckin’ best friend

[verse 1: kodak black]
ayy, shorty, she gon’ ride, she gon’ die for me
yeah, i know all my n-gg-s, they gon’ slide for me
i be goin’ up when you goin’ down on me
when i come through, i got the four pound on me
every time i’m on the scene, i be toolied up
when you comin’ through our city, put your jewelry up
in a dually truck, doo-doo got his toolie tucked
i love my baby, you can’t talk to her, she rude as f-ck
go kodak, go kodak, get money
i don’t f-ck with rap n-gg-s, they funny
go kodak, go kodak, get money
i don’t f-ck with rap n-gg-s, they funny

[chorus: bhad bhabie]
go b-tch, go b-tch, go bestie (go bestie)
can’t f-ck with these hoes ’cause they messy
go b-tch, go b-tch, go bestie (go b)
can’t f-ck with these hoes ’cause they messy
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend
that my what? that my muhf-ckin’ best friend

[verse 2: bhad bhabie]
go best friend, that’s my best friend
that’s my main b-tch, that’s my f-ckin’ best friend (best friend)
if you got a problem then we got a problem
if she got a problem then you got a problem (b-tch)
she gon’ twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk that -ss
like it’s her f-ckin’ birthday, b-tch twerk that -ss (twerk that -ss)
that’s my best friend, that’s my f-cking bestie
can’t f-ck with you hoes ’cause you messy
pull up to the party, i got everybody lit
i could brag about my best friends, everybody rich (we rich)
double dutching the the money, i be playin’ with the bands
birkin bag, fashion nova, cartier on the lens
every time we pull up, b-tches p-ssed off (p-ssed off)
make the whole club jump like kris kross (kris kross)
i’m a bad b-tch, poppin’ like lip gloss (lip gloss)
we be blowin’ money fast like rick ross (rick ross)

[chorus: bhad bhabie]
go b-tch, go b-tch, go bestie (go b-tch)
can’t f-ck with these hoes ’cause they messy (’cause they messy)
go b-tch, go b-tch, go bestie (go b-tch)
can’t f-ck with these hoes ’cause they messy
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend (go, go, go, go, go, go)
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend
go bestie, that my muhf-ckin’ best friend (go b-tch)
go bestie
that my what? that my muhf-ckin’ best friend (go b-tch)

- bhad bhabie lyrics

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