Best Friend's (feat. Lor Pooda)

You know the gang Nigga ODC the circle Only see my circle turn me up Keep that bitch in motion I might pop out swinging at his door Heard that beef it done cold I heat it up cuz Ian full Ain't been dropping, inconsistent told em chill cuz I got more Freak bitch want me fuck her raw had to go I wasn't sure We done this wave so send ya next men, we gon kill them boys Ain't no hero I won't save the bitch But I am the voice Up all night, I'm wit my best friend and we gon make sum noise Bet not run to that lor back block, when them shooters get deployed Bestfriend, dead man can't tell tales so we finish it How the fuck you gon cry when ya man's died? But he got himself this shit That's her bestie for the restie so you know I had to hit the bitch Vanish mode I'm slick as shit ODC we spent and didn't miss Bitch I'm clutching hard had to show them Niggas that I'm not bluffin Not cuffing, baby after we fuck I just might block sum Drop sum, baby we got them glocks so we might drop sum Stop sum, put that flash on em we might stop sum IG beef I couldn't do it Drop sum bands I get into it What he say is metaphoric Purple rain fuck round and pour it Say they gon spin ain't never do it You got a joint ain't never blew it She gon eat me in the car she can't know where pooda lay Jump out gang like they wit Von and Em know Dull And Booj don't play that Big ass 40. Got the Glock in here Have it masking where ya face at Fuck lor Pooda why he say that? Hit his bitch off wit a lay tax Gotta joint why you ain't spray that? Gotta problem? where he lay at? Bro ask me "where the opps at?" I say we got em gone Y'all two for two up on each other Not that hard just drop em off I go dumb go bar for bar Told bro chill he park the car All he seen was lighting step in queens when we had park that car Ian gon lie I'm mad cuz all we do is fuck the opps up Brodie got the stolie whipping dolie fuck the cops up Think I give a fuck about a dad? I fuck a pops up If I cop the drac' and drum and glocks then who gon stop us? Uh, who gon stop us? Uh, bitch who gon stop us? Yeah, bitch who gon stop us? Ian gon lie we too lit for young Niggas turn us up