Bestie (feat. Tdot & Mad Maz)

Bitch I'm uping this pole and it's no where to run Spin thru the rose and I'm spinning for fun Spot lil ocky put him in the trunk Caught lj have him doing stunts These niggas be capping and lying on my name "Glahh" but they put in no pain Sin got packed Turned him into a strain Ski mask on I bet I hit that stain I stand on my 10 toes till the end Lil freak told her bring her friend N we hop in a 4 door when we spin Gotta pocket rocket call it lin We gon put him up bullitin Loose screw Ima go for the win Outside never in Don't front you get left in the wind Don't front you get left in the wind On the deuce smoking on sin Where the skis never gon spin Hop out the ride we throwing like 10 Like 5 for you and your friend Chilling with apes you know we gon win Free the bros that's locked in the pen They was outside tryna catch them a- Never backing down like bitch ima step Spinning lurking counting every rep N we acting for back doors jhonny depp We the ones that be uppin the temp Spin They side you won't see him again Phew phew Watch him drop when we bend Stay 050 keep watch of ya friends Fuck a link we ain't making amends Fuck a link we ain't making a- Don't talk till you see thru my lens 4.5 go straight thru ya benz More life for the ones in the pen Will I fuck n the leave it depend Like when you gon realize See the the real lies Of the one who don't know Feeling on stuck N my heart is on cold But im moving too bold And im moving too cold Catch lil acey you know ima throw glah Yo tp, you know you a bitch When I catch you better have your grip nigga Ima back out the 40 bet that shit got a kick Tryna hopout leave him on the strip With my 2s we gon blitz Throwin the deuce with the flick of the risk Ill shot bet its leaving him sick Im a hothead ready to hit Tryna load lead In a blick go tricking out with a brick Ima boss don lil bitch! Boss don spartan beating my chest Tacted up with a cadet Niggas silver made in the flesh Stomping shaking shit in the sec Stoned face no regrets Ready to take flight make a mess On a skiball draw a tech Bullets bee-lines hit his chest Put a ball out to the test Fatboy balled out to rest Throwing up mak n I'm hitting the neck Balling out he ain't give it his best Boy strike out no amends Twisting his fingers got him stretched Who bound to ball? Who got next? Choppa gon vent too take a breath Spin at the wheel Alex trebeck Fuck 24 boy spinned out met his death Boys spinnin but no specs Boys dissing but no rekk Like Deuce Deuce Deuce Deuce