"Better Watch" lyrics
Could never be tired of the money, yeah
The way that I'm goin' insane, no joke, gotta come for necks, better watch yo' throat (Skrt)
Pussy ass niggas don't want no smoke, better watch yo' back, that boy, big smoke (Skrt)
Gettin' that bag until I croak, I don't care 'bout a hoe, that's the way shit go, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, slayr, oh my fucking God)
Fake tuff niggas on the net, huh
Niggas got a fake Percocet, yeah
Gettin' famous, start to feel like Dex, yeah (Yeah)
Lemme get the keys to the 'Vet
Yeah, lemme get the keys to it (Oh my)
Slayr, feel me, gotta a ring to it (Oh my)
Money comin' in, cha-ching to it (Okay)
Baby, lemme come and sing to ya (Yeah)
L-O-C-K, you got lingo
Pink tabs like flamingo
I'ma make this shit the single (Skrt)
Baby, lemme know you single (Let's go)
[?] like some Pringles (Yeah)
She squirted on it, thats a tinkle (Yeah)
I been on the road life, all my life
Bad bitch, long legs, that's my type, yeah (What)
You want smoke? Well, boy, I'm right here (What)
I don't even like nobody, so just think about it while you right here (Uh-huh)
Bad bitch, she a homebody (Shit), but that's cool because I'm always right here (Skrt-skrt)
Really don't know how y'all might feel (Skrt-skrt)
Pretty pussy doin' [?] (Skrt-skrt)
I just wanna see the sights, yeah (Yeah)
It's the internet, just let 'em type, yeah (What)
Y'all can't let me live my life, yeah (Skrt)
Is that really such a crime, huh?
Tweakin' on 'em every time, huh
Sweet and sour, bitch a lime, huh
Lemme fight for what I like, yeah
You don't like it? Take a hike, yeah
Bitch, I do it just to spite, yeah (Skrt)
Shootin' everything like Spike, yeah
Pass the ball, that shit a dime, yeah
Really should've seen the signs, yeah (Yeah)
I'm like ten years from my prime, yeah
Made a song at the same time (Same time)
Big shoutout to the 8 God (8 God)
HeavenTunes on the way, guys (slayr, oh my fucking God)
Got a bad bitch on Cape Cod
Same blick with the same ride
Same stick with the same high
We don't have the have the same guy (Yeah)
Bitch that with me got insane vibe
I could go and be a [?]
I could go and be a Slay guy
What a game, nigga, game on
What a game, nigga, game on
Yeah, yeah
Swervin' that coupe for years, who do I feel?
Can't do the same thing, yeah, huh, that's a bad idea, huh, suh
Choppa gon' sing, yeah, huh, like Beabadoobee, huh, suh
I'on even know y'all fuck niggas, why you tryna act like you knew me, huh, yeah
Tryna judge me like Judy, huh, yeah
Tryna judge me like who, uh
I been rappin' since 2019, yeah, that's three times two
[?], I just do what I do
Drop that song, that shit, that poop
Comin' and goin', I feel like the G.O.A.T
Big ass bitch and she eat her oats
Bitch nigga better stick on his post, tryna get that bread, tryna get that loaf
Bitch wanna lie to the money
Shawty wanna hide to the money
Cannot be tired of the money
I can't be tired of the money
I can't be tired of the money
Could never be tired of the money, yeah
The way that I'm goin' insane, no joke, gotta come for necks, better watch yo' throat
Pussy ass niggas don't want no smoke, better watch yo' back, that boy, big smoke
Gettin' that bag until I croak, I don't care 'bout a hoe, that's the way shit go, yeah (slayr, oh my fucking God)
Fake tuff niggas on the net, huh (Yeah)
Niggas got a fake Percocet, yeah
Gettin' famous, start to feel like Dex, yeah (Yeah)
Lemme get the keys to the 'Vet
Yeah, lemme get the keys to it (Lemme get the keys to it)
Slayr, feel me, gotta a ring to it (Got a ring to it)
Money comin' in, cha-ching to it (Huh)
Baby, lemme come and sing to ya (Yeah-yeah)
The way that I'm goin' insane, no joke, gotta come for necks, better watch yo' throat (Skrt)
Pussy ass niggas don't want no smoke, better watch yo' back, that boy, big smoke (Skrt)
Gettin' that bag until I croak, I don't care 'bout a hoe, that's the way shit go, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, slayr, oh my fucking God)
Fake tuff niggas on the net, huh
Niggas got a fake Percocet, yeah
Gettin' famous, start to feel like Dex, yeah (Yeah)
Lemme get the keys to the 'Vet
Yeah, lemme get the keys to it (Oh my)
Slayr, feel me, gotta a ring to it (Oh my)
Money comin' in, cha-ching to it (Okay)
Baby, lemme come and sing to ya (Yeah)
L-O-C-K, you got lingo
Pink tabs like flamingo
I'ma make this shit the single (Skrt)
Baby, lemme know you single (Let's go)
[?] like some Pringles (Yeah)
She squirted on it, thats a tinkle (Yeah)
I been on the road life, all my life
Bad bitch, long legs, that's my type, yeah (What)
You want smoke? Well, boy, I'm right here (What)
I don't even like nobody, so just think about it while you right here (Uh-huh)
Bad bitch, she a homebody (Shit), but that's cool because I'm always right here (Skrt-skrt)
Really don't know how y'all might feel (Skrt-skrt)
Pretty pussy doin' [?] (Skrt-skrt)
I just wanna see the sights, yeah (Yeah)
It's the internet, just let 'em type, yeah (What)
Y'all can't let me live my life, yeah (Skrt)
Is that really such a crime, huh?
Tweakin' on 'em every time, huh
Sweet and sour, bitch a lime, huh
Lemme fight for what I like, yeah
You don't like it? Take a hike, yeah
Bitch, I do it just to spite, yeah (Skrt)
Shootin' everything like Spike, yeah
Pass the ball, that shit a dime, yeah
Really should've seen the signs, yeah (Yeah)
I'm like ten years from my prime, yeah
Made a song at the same time (Same time)
Big shoutout to the 8 God (8 God)
HeavenTunes on the way, guys (slayr, oh my fucking God)
Got a bad bitch on Cape Cod
Same blick with the same ride
Same stick with the same high
We don't have the have the same guy (Yeah)
Bitch that with me got insane vibe
I could go and be a [?]
I could go and be a Slay guy
What a game, nigga, game on
What a game, nigga, game on
Yeah, yeah
Swervin' that coupe for years, who do I feel?
Can't do the same thing, yeah, huh, that's a bad idea, huh, suh
Choppa gon' sing, yeah, huh, like Beabadoobee, huh, suh
I'on even know y'all fuck niggas, why you tryna act like you knew me, huh, yeah
Tryna judge me like Judy, huh, yeah
Tryna judge me like who, uh
I been rappin' since 2019, yeah, that's three times two
[?], I just do what I do
Drop that song, that shit, that poop
Comin' and goin', I feel like the G.O.A.T
Big ass bitch and she eat her oats
Bitch nigga better stick on his post, tryna get that bread, tryna get that loaf
Bitch wanna lie to the money
Shawty wanna hide to the money
Cannot be tired of the money
I can't be tired of the money
I can't be tired of the money
Could never be tired of the money, yeah
The way that I'm goin' insane, no joke, gotta come for necks, better watch yo' throat
Pussy ass niggas don't want no smoke, better watch yo' back, that boy, big smoke
Gettin' that bag until I croak, I don't care 'bout a hoe, that's the way shit go, yeah (slayr, oh my fucking God)
Fake tuff niggas on the net, huh (Yeah)
Niggas got a fake Percocet, yeah
Gettin' famous, start to feel like Dex, yeah (Yeah)
Lemme get the keys to the 'Vet
Yeah, lemme get the keys to it (Lemme get the keys to it)
Slayr, feel me, gotta a ring to it (Got a ring to it)
Money comin' in, cha-ching to it (Huh)
Baby, lemme come and sing to ya (Yeah-yeah)
