Rich Amiri - Best Friend lyrics

Static!
I swear you can have it
My gang totin' automatics (Yeah, woah, what?)
I ain't into fashion
I'm too busy paper stackin' (Yeah, woah, what?)

Better not be lackin', brodie catch you
You get flattened (Yeah, woah, what?)
I beat that ho back in and now
She wan' be my best friend
(Yeah, woo)

Don't do textin' (Woo)
Break up with a text, man (Woo)
In my left hand (Woo), got a MAC-11 (Woo)
Call the reverend (Woo), I think I'm finna

Fall in love for that ho, her body, yeah (Her body)
He a bum, hit me 'cause I'm popular (About me)
She get naughty, yeah, slide in, she gon' top me
Yeah (She gon' top me)
Like karate, yeah, on your block
I chop it up (Yeah, let's go)

Keep on talkin', yeah
I might just have to body ya
Ride like Kawasaki, pull me over
They can't stop me, yeah

Say that you gon' bop me
It ain't my fault your ho want me, yeah (Yeah)
Bet, I got a Tommy, recommend you
Do not try me, yeah (Yeah, woah)

Static, I swear you can have it
My gang totin' automatics (Yeah, woah, what?)
I ain't into fashion, I'm too busy
Paper stackin' (Yeah, woah, what?)
Better not be lackin', brodie catch you
You get flattened (Yeah, woah, what?)
I beat that ho back in and now
She wan' be my best friend (Yeah, woo)

Don't do textin' (Woo)
Break up with a text, man (Woo)
In my left hand (Woo)
Got a MAC-11 (Woo)
Call the reverend (Woo)
I think I'm finna

(Yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, woah, woah
Yeah)