Video Bestfriend de Ace G 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace G - Bestfriend Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, yeah
(It's Donn Robb)
Uh
(2PHONENOAH, let that shit ring)

[Chorus]
Fuckin' on her best friend
Feindin' for this oppa, man I swear I gotta catch him
(Feelin' like I'm Ash, man, I swear I'm gonna catch him)
Hop out, bitch I'm shootin' at yo' bedroom
I'm a real savage, bitch I tote that Mac-11

[Verse]
Brrr! Bitch I send yo' ass to Heaven
Send em seven right before eleven
Christian Dior, wear it like a reverend
Hellcat got them hoes just hear it revvin'
Yeah, Wocky, Trishy, Tech up in my beverage
Went to Phil Avianne for my nеcklace (Uh)
I'm speakin' Grinchstanesе you just don't catch it (Uh)
My block is like a telly, gotta check in
Uh, I fuck up on that bitch I clear her checkings
Uh, I'm kickin' all these packs, this shit like Tekken
Figi Gang, we give out figis in a second
To the māthā, all this shit we done invented
Oh yeah
Uh, brrr, yeah
Uh
[Chorus]
Fuckin' on her best friend
Feindin' for this oppa, man I swear I gotta catch him
(Feelin' like I'm Ash, man, I swear I'm gonna catch him)
Hop out, bitch I'm shootin' at yo' bedroom
I'm a real savage, bitch I tote that Mac-11

[Outro]
Fuckin' on her best friend
Oh yeah