This is a song about "Best friend rose"

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

For the way my best friend treated me, turned me into ashes

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

I wish i could called my best friend thats you

Motherfucking thugs, my best friend bit the metal for good,

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

You know that shit is my best friend.

Nigga i ain't never scared

I'll never be your best friend

I may not be your best friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation