Slayyyter, Ayesha Erotica - BFF lyrics
Catherine Grace Garner
Ayesha Erotica
[Slayyyter, Ayesha Erotica - BFF lyrics]
Roll up to the basement party
Drinking all your dad's Bacardi
(Dad's Bacardi-cardi)
Smoking up inside my white Jeep
With the pink seats, yeah
You are my best friend 'til
The fucking world ends (World ends
World ends) All the boys love
To flirt with us
In our mini skirts, drinking
Champagne 'til it hurts, oh yeah
We've been smoking all day
We walked around the city and I
Think we ran into your ex
G-g-g-got our matching Juicy lockets
Keep our celly in our pockets
You're my sexy little BFF
You're my BFF, you're my BFF
You're my BFF, yeah
We've been smoking all day
We walked around the city and I
Think we ran into your ex
Got our matching Juicy lockets
Keep our celly in our pockets
You're my sexy little BFF b-B-B-B-B-B
B-b-b-b-f-f, b-f-f b-B-B-B-B-B
B-b-b-b-f-f, b-f-f
(New message) Hi, girl
You know you always will be my girl
Tryna pull us into the real world
But I think we'd rather stay in Dior
(For sure) hey, sis
You know those lonely people hate this
The way we're always hand in hand
Side by side
Never cared about nobody but you, and I do
Yes I do
We've been smoking all day
We walked around the city and I
Think we ran into your ex
G-g-g-got our matching Juicy lockets
Keep our celly in our pockets
You're my sexy little BFF
You're my BFF, you're my BFF
You're my BFF, yeah
We've been smoking all day
We walked around the city and I
Think we ran into your ex
We got our matching Juicy lockets
Keep our celly in our pockets
You're my sexy little BFF
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-f-f
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-f-f
B-F-F you're my B-F-F
We've been smoking all day
We walked around the city and I
Think we ran into your ex
We got our matching Juicy lockets
Keep our celly in our pockets
You're my sexy little BFF
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-f-f
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-f-f
You're my BFF, yeah