Best Friend Video (MV)

My best friend, she my ride or die
When it's time to go she down to ride
She had a nigga to stunt with, she stayed humble, she plead the fifth
She treated him right, wasn't trying to fight, but he wasn't giving her that act right
He f*cked her over physically, mentally, used psychology
He left her broke, tried to make her his joke
But the nigga didn't know he was gonna get smoked
I picked her up and put her in the whip bouta make a trip with that thirty clip

Go best friend, that's my best friend
She a killer, she a driller, she the hitter type
Go best friend, that's my best friend
She the realest in the business, and she taking lives

Drove up to his place, had to scope the scene
Ain't getting caught, gotta keep the record clean
Seen the nigga, we bouta hop out, when suddenly she get filled with doubt
She the type of woman to forgive you, might give you a chance might give you two
Went in the building and knocked on the door
The bitch that answered was his brand new whore
She pistol whipped the bitch and put a bullet in his chest
What the autopsy showed was a cardiac arrest

Go best friend, that's my best friend
She a killer, she a driller, she the hitter type
Go best friend, that's my best friend
She the realest in the business, and she taking lives

Ran to the car and had to catch our breath, replayed the scene, replayed his death
Back to the crib where we laid low, plugged in the aux, and I started to roll
She turned to me and stated crying, regret in her tears, she silent
She thought about all the times they spent, most of em filled with arguments
She laughed at the way she going crazy, told her hit the jay so she could get real hazy
She taking hits, and that is it, now we sitting here in total bliss