"Better For Me" lyrics
Hoe just like her a bag
She don't want my heart
He can act but he won't get cast
He don't play no part
Yo boyfriend warmin' the bench
He ain't ever gon' start
I don't text back, don't need friends
I just need my dollars
In a trance 'bout throwin' that white girl
All of the fans they beggin' for me
We did not come right here to fight ya'll
We keep things for settling beef
Everytime I lose track gotta write down
[?] it's better for me
We gon' knock his motherfuckin' lights out
Give him wings and set him free
In LA I'm with [?]
But we love countin' money
I made this bitch upset
I know this hoe still love me
It's getting to my head
I can't stop running from it
I'm sipping muddy red
I could feel it in my stomach
Where the fuck Ima get 10 bands
Bitch give me a day
Only problem I got in my life
Is tryna decide which car Ima take
I put diamonds all over the watch
I can't even tell the time of the day
I been smokin' on what-is-it-called
Bitch that is the smell that's following me
[?] Calling in shots
[?] Need it alot [?]
[?] Everyone in yo gang in danger
We gon hit yo man wit tec's
That pussy ass boy need a trainer
We gon run right through yo door oh my God
I'm sliding in that ghost Is there a problem
I say it and it goes, cannot stop it
Hoe just like her a bag
She don't want my heart
He can act but he won't get cast
He don't play no part
Yo boyfriend warmin' the bench
He ain't ever gon' start
I don't text back, don't need friends
I just need my dollars
In a trance 'bout throwin' that white girl
All of the fans they beggin' for me
We did not come right here to fight ya'll
We keep things for settling beef
Everytime I lose track gotta write down
[?] it's better for me
We gon' knock his motherfuckin' lights out
Give him wings and set him free
She don't want my heart
He can act but he won't get cast
He don't play no part
Yo boyfriend warmin' the bench
He ain't ever gon' start
I don't text back, don't need friends
I just need my dollars
In a trance 'bout throwin' that white girl
All of the fans they beggin' for me
We did not come right here to fight ya'll
We keep things for settling beef
Everytime I lose track gotta write down
[?] it's better for me
We gon' knock his motherfuckin' lights out
Give him wings and set him free
In LA I'm with [?]
But we love countin' money
I made this bitch upset
I know this hoe still love me
It's getting to my head
I can't stop running from it
I'm sipping muddy red
I could feel it in my stomach
Where the fuck Ima get 10 bands
Bitch give me a day
Only problem I got in my life
Is tryna decide which car Ima take
I put diamonds all over the watch
I can't even tell the time of the day
I been smokin' on what-is-it-called
Bitch that is the smell that's following me
[?] Calling in shots
[?] Need it alot [?]
[?] Everyone in yo gang in danger
We gon hit yo man wit tec's
That pussy ass boy need a trainer
We gon run right through yo door oh my God
I'm sliding in that ghost Is there a problem
I say it and it goes, cannot stop it
Hoe just like her a bag
She don't want my heart
He can act but he won't get cast
He don't play no part
Yo boyfriend warmin' the bench
He ain't ever gon' start
I don't text back, don't need friends
I just need my dollars
In a trance 'bout throwin' that white girl
All of the fans they beggin' for me
We did not come right here to fight ya'll
We keep things for settling beef
Everytime I lose track gotta write down
[?] it's better for me
We gon' knock his motherfuckin' lights out
Give him wings and set him free
