BFF by Slim Goodye Lyrics

[Intro]

Goodye!
Y'all ready?
Alright!
Let's go!

[Hook]

M-O-N-E-Y that's my BFF (That money!)
Money, that's my best friend
M-O-N-E-Y that's my BFF
Money, that's my best friend
Help me pay for this Benz
Help me pay for these rims
I can't eat without my BFF, that's why I love my best friend
M-O-N-E-Y that's my BFF
Money, that's my best friend

[Verse 2]
Cuban on my neck, Rollie' on my sleeve
Stash money in the oven, called that grilled cheese
Yeah, your boy, you know I move them things
Still hang around some niggas that'll snatch your chain
I need to go to "TDA"
Turn Down Anonymous
I hit the club, keep popping bottles
'Til the witches say they ran out of it
Bandana on my head like I'm Rambo
Do magic with that white bitch, I'm from Orlando

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

M-O-N-E-Y, that's my BFF
Type in P-A-P-E-R in my GPS
They say they're going hard, that look more like soft to me
They say they on one, that look more like off to me
M-O-N-E-Y, that's my BFF
My niggas sell more drugs than CVS
I got a black belt in flossing
And I stay on top of my cake like frosting

[Hook]
[Outro]

M-O-N-E-Y, that's my BFF
Turnt up in this bitch
These diamonds on my neck, them some VVS
M-O-N-E-Y, that's my BFF
My niggas sell more drugs than CVS
They say they getting money, they lying
They liars
I stay up on the green like I'm Tiger

[Skit]
Nobody owns me though (Hi!)
How you doing bitch? (Good.)
That's because I own my own company
And my company sells a product that's better than the competition
At a price that's lower-