Best Friend

A bitch and her best friend go to the club

Party every weekend, get in for free

She know she a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah

She know she a freak, yeah, a freak, yeah, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah (Freak bitches, what's up, ayy)

Popping, popping, popping tags, always with a shopping bag

She go to Clark Atlanta, but she always hopping class

All-star weekend, she be where the lobby at

Looking for that slapstick, all she need is hockey pads

She just be scrambling, looking like, "Goddamn, he clean"

Tossing that box like shipping and handling

She be going, yeah, she be doing anything

That tramp stay jumping off, she a trampoline

Straight, straight ba-boinging this bitch

I'm 'bout my head, flip a coin in this bitch (Uh)

She brought her overnight bag and it's Fendi

She wanted Benihanas but she settled for some Denny's

A bitch and her best friend go to the club

Party every weekend, get in for free

She know she a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah

She know she a freak, yeah, a freak, yeah, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah

Red bottom ass heels on, head laid – that's fly shit

Twerk something, I'm rich dumb but don't touch nuttin', that's my shit

Oh, that's cute, same outfit, different color, same swag

She jumping off when she leave the club, body spray in her Gucci bag

Pogoin' ass ho, you and your main bitch front row

Ho's lined up outside, wanna shake that ass at my show

Let me tell you somethin' you don't know, on my neck and wrist: trap gold

My ass fitted in Levis, swag so rodeo

It's bitches in the building and it's bitches on the couch

She tidy up her best friend, 'fore she leave the house

She got a best friend, that's a freak bitch (A freak bitch)

A freak bitch, tickets to my concert on her wishlist

A bitch and her best friend go to the club

Party every weekend, get in for free

She know she a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah

She know she a freak, yeah, a freak, yeah, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah (Yeah)

She a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah (Um, yeah)

B.Y.O.B, bring your own bitch

She don't sleep, she smoke trees (Okay,) no boyfriend, got cold feet (Okay)

Low-key, she's so sweet, just lonely, but so freaky

Acting wild like, "Ho, please", fly route, I go deep (Yep)

She don't creep, I fuck hoes, she cool with that, she love those

It's funk, soul, her gusto is nuts, so she one of those

Tell her come close, gotta love Jones, what's under your clothes? I wanna know

Her ass huge, her back screwed-up with a bunch of bad tattoos

For me she make an exception but she usually fuck black dudes (Yes!)

My cashews all in her mouth (Yep,) in the club more than her house (House)

Come through, she might hit the loud, go animal like in and out (Uh-huh)

Threesome, I need some, my hoe's is European

Norwegian, Puerto Rican, even some vegan

A bitch and her best friend go to the club

Party every weekend, get in for free

She know she a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah

She know she a freak, yeah, a freak, yeah, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah

She a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah

A bitch and her best friend

This bitch, came to the club, with an overnight bag

She was so ready

She came, to the club, with an overnight bag, with a separate set of clothes in it

Took her shoes off

This bitch was back in the car with me and fuckin' B.o.B, tryna talk to B.o.B's friend, with her overnight bag

Had done fuckin' changed shoes

And I was like, 'wait a minute B.o.B, isn't that the same bitch from earlier tonight?

But she in a whole different outfit?'

And this bitch had a plastic bag ready

Ready for her fucking vacation

Just fuckin' crazy. Yes!

A 24-hour vacation

She was fuckin' ready

For the 24-hour trip of a motherfuckin' lifetime

And she knew what she was comin' for before the club opened

She packed! She probably had some wet wipes in there, like everything.

That girl was crazy though, you know she was crazy

And then was like, 'but I got a boyfriend' - bitch, you don't have a boyfriend!

Fuck outta here

That was the crazy shit

Remember that?