Sex & Candy

[Intro] Ricky Racks, I see you! Thugger! YSL for life, bitch Yeah fuck you, your momma and everything else Yung Shad, you killed this track Free the GOAT! [Chorus] That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin' Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is I'm gon' skeet off, lil' nigga come catch me, catch me And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah! Yeah [Verse 1] Take them boys to school, swagonometry Bitch I'm bleedin' bad, like a bumble bee Hold up! Hold it, hold it, nigga proceed I'ma eat that booty just like groceries Eat on that coochie, lay that bitch down like "let's do it" No Tiger, bitch, eat that wood, eat that wood Supplier, bitch, I got pistols, no wood I want them tacos that are Meagan Good Helicopter choppin' with the buzz Stuff them racks inside them if they nudge Bang that other side, nigga curb And my reefer louder than a speaker Yeah my niece is hangin' with The Beatles If you ever find her, better keep her 37 cameras for the sneakers Goin' out like Ox or Beanie Sigel Send a cop, I can't wait to mistreat 'em Forcin' your ho, I can't wait to mislead 'em And beat 'em, they ain't my people [Chorus] That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin' Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is I'm gon' skeet off, lil' nigga come catch me, catch me And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah! Yeah! [Verse 2] Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds today I done cut back on that lean, I'm on that Hen' and D'ussé Don't do no talkin', when you see him, you better shoot in his face I got a hundred bitches that can't wait to replace Michael Jackson, nigga, Thugger Jackson moon walkin' The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shoppin' Me a horny goat, I'm boolin' at the bull stop No I can't get arrested 'cause I'm talkin' 'bout my necklace I'ma put that bitch in the buck, I'm a dog, let's get stuck My lil' sister Dora, eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck Waddup cuz? Here yo cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup Your crew suck, don't got bucks, these ain't drugs, nigga [Chorus] That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin' Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is I'm gon' skeet off, lil' nigga come catch me, catch me And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah!