Besties 2

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Butterfly doors go up
I got your girl goin' up
She only hit me when it’s past 3AM
I already know what she up to
I got a lot on my mind
I cannot get caught up with you all the time
She wanna' be more than friends
I got around thirty damn bands in my pants, damn
No homo, I'm talkin’ bout money, she love me, I'm puttin' that dick in her tummy
I can't save you from the streets, you can't hide in with me
She don't do nothin' alone, she afraid of life, always with her bestie
Why you keep callin'? You know that I’m busy at the moment, girl, just text me

[Verse 1]
And the Urus is black and yellow like a taxi
She sent from above, she spreadin’ her wings
I ran out of percs', my stomach on E
Niggas got left in past, they was usin’ me
I wish nothin' but the best for you, keepin' it G
Niggas get a lil' bit of money, they start actin’ funny
When it all falls down, don't come lookin' for me
I just might fuck on your bitch, I can tell that she want me
I'm a big dawg, yeah
Yeah, I got big boy money
Countin' up hunnid's on hunnid's on hunnid's
She wanna know what's the move tonight; I told her write down my number, yeah
Sippin' on drank, it look like cranberry juice, but this Trisiana
I pop a fifteen and it feed all my problems

[Chorus]
Butterfly doors go up
I got your girl goin' up
She only hit me when it's past 3AM
I already know what she up to
I got a lot on my mind
I cannot get caught up with you all the time
She wanna' be more than friends
I got around thirty damn bands in my pants, damn
No homo, I'm talkin' bout money, she love me, I'm puttin' that dick in her tummy
I can't save you from the streets, you can't hide in with me
She don't do nothin' alone, she afraid of life, always with her bestie
Why you keep callin'? You know that I'm busy at the moment, girl, just text me

[Verse 2]
I know you miss what we used to have
Makin' love all through the night
Gotta change the sheets, my bed a mess
She say I hit it the best
I'm grippin' her throat when I hit from the back, yeah
Look at my watch, it's rerock
Niggas want drip so bad, they on Depop
She answer all of my questions like Reebok
I try to put niggas on
They just took my sauce and they ran with it
Baby, I'm one of a kind
If I stop fuckin' with you, your career finished
Just always remember who made you
Niggas be subtweetin' me
All that pillow talkin' got back to me
On the phone with AD, he designing my piece
We pourin' pints up like it's champagne
I'm thinkin' 'bout money, you worried 'bout fame
I'm all in her neck, she can feel all my veins
I let that slide, I fuck her in pain
I just hopped in that big body, bye-bye, bitch
We can go to the moon on my rocketship
She use both hands when suckin' my dick
Got cuts on my necks and cuts on my wrist, oh

[Chorus]
Butterfly doors go up
I got your girl goin' up
She only hit me when it's past 3AM
I already know what she up to
I got a lot on my mind
I cannot get caught up with you all the time
She wanna' be more than friends
I got around thirty damn bands in my pants, damn
No homo, I'm talkin' bout money, she love me, I'm puttin' that dick in her tummy
I can't save you from the streets, you can't hide in with me
She don't do nothin' alone, she afraid of life, always with her bestie
Why you keep callin'? You know that I'm busy at the moment, girl, just text me