Best Friend E

Light another L so I can smoke it to The butt And pull up with a digi scale To give 'em what they want Still the same Shit, roll around inside my spaceship On my way To real, switching lanes, look at the paint drip Mm, met this girl, said she only fucked once And ten months later, I still don't talk to Her much I might dip out just for lunch, In my pocket with them funds Got a whole Lot of hundreds, flyin' too close to the sun Okay, baby got them buns and I'm all day In the pool with 'em Swimmin' butt naked, then We hop in the jacuzzi And I won't drop A name, but I know that she be listenin' Hit me anytime, I love that pussy unconditionally Ooh, if it's session, my blade hop in the Pack The smell is somethin' unholy, might have to Take off my hat Hit 'em with a stack, Fuck 'em all, load the Benz full Count another Profit, I pick it, drop it, then let it Go Ooh, there I go, roll another to smoke Just tryna stay afloat, I'm someone you shouldn't Quote Yeah, 'cause honestly, I always find myself Into some bullshit Doin' somethin' I shouldn't while I be in the moment Ooh, there I go, Roll another to smoke Fuck a pocket full of Bread, I want a Banks IV logo Yeah, 'cause Honestly, I always find myself into some bullshit Doin' somethin' I shouldn't while I be in the Moment Man, fuck a opp, I serve it up When it's hot But you won't ever see me Slippin', I bought out the block Couple baddies at The crib, already know what it is Walk into Somethin' special, a night I'll never forget I got Blue M's, higher than I ever been Crush 'em Up into a line, I got a permanent grin Now I be feelin' good, flyin' just about over An hour Then once I'm comin' down, I roll A whole lot of that flower Never sober, Hard enough when you older Fuck 'em then I Leave 'em, my heart be gettin' much colder The Hate, choose to talk about 'em, but fuck it, I'm not above it Anyone that's throwin' shade, my Dick, you can suck it Then I'm out, probably Gonna miss when I'm gone My ego be gigantic When I'm sippin' alone Ayy, I beg your pardon, You ain't seem real to me Your whole style Is fake and fueled up with jealousy Homie, please