BEST_4_ME Lyrics – IDY bran
Singer: IDY bran
Title: BEST_4_ME
Damn, i done got a lot to say, to throw
Why these stupid #ss b#tches always think they know?
I done ran up my racks, lil’ b#tch i stay on go
I ain’t f#ckin’ with the b#tch, i ain’t f#ckin’ with the ho
Yeah, shawty had the drank, got lit right now
Got my baddest lil’ ho, shake the hips right now
Like b#tch 〈.?.〉 got rich right now
Why they lookin’ in my way, yeah, when i walk in that room
That b#tch so fine, walkin’ me to my door
That b#tch so fine, had to take my 〈.?.〉
Yeah, yeah
Tell me how you want the best for me
But when you’re around, girl, you’re testin’ me
I got mad hoes now, now you textin’ me
Why you lie and repeat? that’s the rеcipe
I ain’t playin’ with these hoеs no more
One wrong false move, could come out that door
That boy f#ckin’ with a b#tch, yeah, he f#ckin’ with a wh#re
Take ’em out like a jet, yeah, you know i’m finna soar
Why they been talkin’ this shit?
Yeah, you know i don’t miss, i’m pullin’ up with your b#tch
Yeah, i’ve been rockin’ with the rick owens black outfits
Yeah, why they want me to fail, but i can never just miss?
〈.?.〉 better post it, better take you a pic
I’m just gettin’ the bands, i’ve been 〈.?.〉
Don’t give a f#ck about your homie, let him rest in piss
Yeah, i’ve been runnin’ to the top, i done got there quick
Why you playin’ with the gang? you should know this sh#t
Live at the 〈.?.〉 then we notice it
Come through, slide with the k, then we blow this sh#t
I’ve been ridin’ with the gang, 〈.?.〉 know this b#tch
Diamonds shinin’ in the light, then they glow and hit
Where was you at when i wasn’t shit?
That boy fake cappin’, he don’t wanna go hit for hit
I 〈.?.〉 with a check, you gon’ really get hit with sticks
Where the f#ck the action? man, we about to blow with this
I done got too rich, i can’t pay attention
You f#ckin’ with me, 〈.?.〉
Yeah, they say that i’m sick, think i need some medicine
Brodie hop out the cut with the choppa, it’s medicine
I don’t wanna be on my own 〈.?.〉
Try to play me 〈.?.〉 you will go wrong
Keep on makin’ these hits, keep on droppin’ these songs
I skip your sh#t, give a f#ck what you on
Tell me how you want the best for me
But when you’re around, girl, you’re testin’ me
I got mad hoes now, now you textin’ me
Why you lie and repeat? that’s the recipe
I ain’t playin’ with these hoes no more
One wrong false move, could come out that door
That boy f#ckin’ with a b#tch, yeah, he f#ckin’ with a wh#re
Take ’em out like a jet, yeah, you know i’m finna soar
Why they been talkin’ this shit?
Yeah, you know i don’t miss, i’m pullin’ up with your b#tch
Yeah, i’ve been rockin’ with the rick owens black outfits
Yeah, why they want me to fail, but i can never just miss?
〈.?.〉 better post it, better take you a pic
I’m just gettin’ the bands, i’ve been 〈.?.〉
Don’t give a f#ck about your homie, let him rest in piss
Yeah, i’ve been runnin’ to the top, i done got there quick
Why you playin’ with the gang? you should know this shit
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