Bestie (Explicit)
Culture Jam, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, Capella Grey"Bestie (Explicit)" is a song by Culture Jam, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, Capella Grey, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:17 long and contains 50 lines and 451 words.
Lyrics
0:10Two-fifty on the dot, so they probably miss me (Huh)
0:13How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh)
0:15Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look
0:18Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah
0:20Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
0:22Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
0:25Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
0:27It's okay, you'll be okay
0:29She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em
0:33My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin'
0:36Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
0:39Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since robins
0:41She ain't gotta call, keys to the appartment, sanctioned
0:44My bougie baddie, they don't even get a, "Thank you", uh
0:47That's why she shot gun when I'm goin', uh
0:49Two-fifty on the dot, so they probably miss me (Huh)
0:52How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh)
0:54Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look
0:56Wide body, Hellcat with the red key/Kia, yeah
0:59Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
1:02Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
1:04Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
1:06It's okay, you'll be okay
1:08Uh, you know how I'm comin', it ain't trickin' if you got it
1:11You can use my budget, and I promise I won't finish until you start cummin'
1:14You can use my love, after you use my number
1:18You can lose my number
1:19She rock Mike Amiris, so you know I fucked her
1:20Rockin' fly shit only, she get all that from me
1:23Yeah, her Monclerc furry, Louis V her luggage
1:25Showin' off in public, yeah, I love it
1:28Two-fifty on the dot, so you probably miss me (Look)
1:31How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Look)
1:33Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look
1:35Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah
1:38Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
1:40Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
1:43Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
1:45It's okay, you'll be okay
1:48She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em
1:52My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin'
1:55Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
1:57Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since robins
2:00She ain't gotta call, keys to the appartment, sanctioned
2:02My bougie baddie, they don't even get a, "Thank you", uh
2:06That's why she shot gun when I'm goin', uh
2:09Oh
2:10Oh, yeah, yeah-yeah
2:16No
2:17No, babe
Two-fifty on the dot, so they probably miss me (Huh) How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh) Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you'll be okay She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin' Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since robins She ain't gotta call, keys to the appartment, sanctioned My bougie baddie, they don't even get a, "Thank you", uh That's why she shot gun when I'm goin', uh Two-fifty on the dot, so they probably miss me (Huh) How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh) Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look Wide body, Hellcat with the red key/Kia, yeah Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you'll be okay Uh, you know how I'm comin', it ain't trickin' if you got it You can use my budget, and I promise I won't finish until you start cummin' You can use my love, after you use my number You can lose my number She rock Mike Amiris, so you know I fucked her Rockin' fly shit only, she get all that from me Yeah, her Monclerc furry, Louis V her luggage Showin' off in public, yeah, I love it Two-fifty on the dot, so you probably miss me (Look) How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Look) Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy? It's okay, you'll be okay She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin' Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since robins She ain't gotta call, keys to the appartment, sanctioned My bougie baddie, they don't even get a, "Thank you", uh That's why she shot gun when I'm goin', uh Oh Oh, yeah, yeah-yeah No No, babe
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