Doe B

Doe B - Betta Kno It lyrics

rate me

(Hook x2)

I'm a yung nigga gettin' money (betta kno it)

Bank roll full of all the hundid (betta kno it)

Watch cost a car, I ain't frontin' (betta kno it)

I'mma walk like a star, that's a nothin' (betta kno it)

Brand new Yama with the honeys (betta kno it)

That nigga J talking marijuana (betta kno it)

Sparkles on the bottle, keep it coming (betta kno it)

Blow a hundid thousand, ain't nothin' (betta kno it)

(Verse)

I'm a dead man walkin'

Cause I keep a lot of dead presidents on me

I ain't rich, homie, but I'm gettin' rich, homie

It's hand on me, AMG kid, homie

Your wilf should have been foreign

Your bitch ain't shud, should have been foreign

She like girls, I like girls, we got a lot in common

She only fock wid me cause I get a lot of money

But if you got it, ain't trick me

Lil' nigga, I got it, I ain't trippin'

One show, get it back, thirty minutes

Do a show, blow the rest, thirty minutes

Fuck 'em wid the big Buddha wholes

In the strip club, throwing money to her clothes

Pure link, wear my collar, I'm a big dawg

Nigga, Wizzy Lucianos, what the fucl are those?

I'mma take a trip at the Mexico

Tell Pablo I'm off on sellin' dough

I'mma pour (???) can't catch a cold

And I'm iced up like an eskimo

Real diamonds on my reeza, look!

Did this type of shit and did yo' bitch too

Thousand dollar frame D cutter, yeah!

And if he do the same he a hunter too

(Hook x2)

I'm a yung nigga gettin' money (betta kno it)

Bank roll full of all the hundid (betta kno it)

Watch cost a car, I ain't frontin' (betta kno it)

I'mma walk, and a star, that's a number (betta kno it)

Brand new Yama with the honeys (betta kno it)

That nigga J talking marijuana (betta kno it)

Sparkles on the bottle, keep it coming (betta kno it)

Blow a hundid thousand, ain't nothin' (betta kno it)

(Verse)

I'mma yung nigga with a check

I'mma yung nigga with respect

A heart can't leave a pussy wet

Shoot this bitch up like the rent

For 0's in his back like an outtie

Whole brick on your head, that's a bounty

My nigga won't spend a night in the county

Keep a fine low like Jenny Copry

Self made nigga, no coats on

Fit the racks on the AP, no doubt

Ain;t front a baby, don't goes right

Cause the plod blow the rags like an old lyme

Get the fucking wid the yellow like a legga, nigga

The Nelson Mangella, I ain't bassin' nigga

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found