CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Best Friend
Ooh, I fell in love with your cigarette smoke
Told it to my heart, and you'll never let go
Told it to my heart, and you'll never get cold
I thought I learned my lesson
Never fall in love with your best friend, yeah
I thought I learned my lesson
Never fall in love with your best friend, yeah
Ooh, that was known
I should've known
I should've known
If you want to know
I should've known
Should've never left me
Runnin' through the 6 like my woes, Drakе (Ya' dig?)
Pockets fat, look like Ricky Rozay, huh (Ya' dig?)
Money on dеck, baby, okay, huh (Rich)
I ain't savin' hoes, baby, no way, huh (b*t*h)
Ayy, huh, 90 on the e-way
500k for my car, so it's not the freeway (Skrrt, skrrt)
I remember scamming Bathing Ape on eBay (I was broke)
Now I'm finna go to Bathing Ape with 10k
I don't even like that sh*t no more, It's all about Murakami (Yeah)
I say that sh*t right, it's not Murakami, baby girl, use your phonics
Huh, I've been ballin' super hard baby, I'm a ballaholic, huh
Slash alcoholic, huh, slash percaholic, huh, slash percules
Pray to god these drugs ain't hurtin' me (Amen)
Ayy, uh, gun on my hip so I'm not worried (Amen)
I got a 30, would it be cliche for me to say Stephen Curry, huh, ya dig?
Told it to my heart, and you'll never let go
Told it to my heart, and you'll never get cold
I thought I learned my lesson
Never fall in love with your best friend, yeah
I thought I learned my lesson
Never fall in love with your best friend, yeah
Ooh, that was known
I should've known
I should've known
If you want to know
I should've known
Should've never left me
Runnin' through the 6 like my woes, Drakе (Ya' dig?)
Pockets fat, look like Ricky Rozay, huh (Ya' dig?)
Money on dеck, baby, okay, huh (Rich)
I ain't savin' hoes, baby, no way, huh (b*t*h)
Ayy, huh, 90 on the e-way
500k for my car, so it's not the freeway (Skrrt, skrrt)
I remember scamming Bathing Ape on eBay (I was broke)
Now I'm finna go to Bathing Ape with 10k
I don't even like that sh*t no more, It's all about Murakami (Yeah)
I say that sh*t right, it's not Murakami, baby girl, use your phonics
Huh, I've been ballin' super hard baby, I'm a ballaholic, huh
Slash alcoholic, huh, slash percaholic, huh, slash percules
Pray to god these drugs ain't hurtin' me (Amen)
Ayy, uh, gun on my hip so I'm not worried (Amen)
I got a 30, would it be cliche for me to say Stephen Curry, huh, ya dig?