Best Man lyrics

[Intro: DB.Boutabag]
(What's happenin', Soldado?)
Ayy, ayy
(Thank You Fizzle)
I'm the best man
(Smoov, what's good, baby)
Ayy

[Chorus: DB.Boutabag]
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the b*tch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the b*tch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands

[Verse 1: DB.Boutabag]
[?] bring your pape' to me, I'm the best guy
You don't have to pay me for my presence, this ain't Best Buy
Your n*gga told me you was 'bout a bag but couldn't flex five
I was walkin' on my ten, now I got a ride
[?] got a problem, don't makе a post, just pull me to the side
[?], b*tch, that's a twеnty ball in my eyes
[?] Wock', straight drop, now I'm gettin' high
I just woke up and made a ten, now I'm gettin' fly
I had to get me a new b*tch, that sh*t gettin' dry
The b*tch hit the bank before 3, I'm pullin' up at 5
How you say the b*tch yours but she think she mine?
Baby always treat me like a king even though I'm lyin'
[Chorus: DB.Boutabag]
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the b*tch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the b*tch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
I get the bag and break dance, the Plug too cool
Stincs run LA, we the leaders of the new school
n*ggas ain't on nothin', you gon' have to purchase some new goons
Most of the n*ggas beefin' with me silver spoon
I done broke all type of races, a pilgrim too
Leave her kids with Graham Graham just to feel my mood
b*tch, stop eatin' all your snacks, spillin' juice
Leave some Ralfy Runtz on the table so you know the Plug came through
I want your head and bread, don't really plan on savin' you
I'm a lyin'-ass cheetah, my grandpa is a sabertooth
I need a b*tch that's gon' pull up with some money and my favorite juice
You a ho and I know pastor Ralfy not ashamed of you, the Plug

[Chorus: DB.Boutabag]
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the b*tch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the b*tch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands