This is a song about "Trash friend"

I just want a best friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

So much class, double d’s and ass

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

You know that shit is my best friend.

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

I thought you were a friend

Nigga i ain't never scared

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

Im starving for blood my friend

Hold up yea we the best