Tyree - Know Better lyrics

rate me

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You can't leave yo bitch round me, you know betta

You can't hit no licks on me, you know betta

You can't play no tricks on me, you know betta

You can't flex on me, look, boy, you know betta

Baby, I can fuck you good, I'll get you move with it

If he treat you good, I'll treat you more betta

We can go all night, I'll give you mo' pleasure

But we can't fall in love, I hope you know betta

(Verse)

I think I get that Lambo cuz it row betta

Diamonds in the bezel cuz it glow betta

I do it by myself cuz I get more cheddar

And I just gave yo bitch some dick in rose petals

Smokin' on this pressure like it's so legal

He no she no day no I keep old people

All up in my pockets like a stuffed burrito

But I ain't trickin' up, I'll buy her mandarinas

All these bitches wid me look like Barbie dolls

All 'em bitches with you look like rag dolls

Venice up yo OG like a pass, dawg

She threw it on me quick, ha, fap out

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(Verse 2)

When you're gettin' money got 'em ______(?)

This ice on me so cold, I bought a Gucci sweater

All my niggas, we gon' ride it, we gon' stick together

My big cousin Dirk Cap count pepper

Money off of bitches, that's the only option

First I get the profit then the slap it top it

I neva payed fo' pussy, you can hit my pockets

Man, I ain't fuckin' with these hoes, that wishy-washy

I got so many plugs, I'm bout to blow a fuse

Walk around yo city like I'm bulletproof

All we do is win, we don't know how to lose

Room full of paper like I'm back in school

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