YFN Lucci - Know No Better lyrics
rate me(Verse)
Still in the hood
Still ridin' round up to no good
Choppa on the backseat, I wish a fuck nigga would
Like I don't know no betta
he sweet like the boy Hugh Heffner
We don't know no betta
If you run, let the bulldog fetch you
Yeah, nigga neva loaned up
Yeah, all these bitches luv us
Errbody prowlin' my phone
Well now livin', all grown up
If they don't know, I'mma tell 'em
The truth is I don't know that fella
He gon' fall under pressure
Truth is he don't know no betta
True caught ridin' round no liver
Two door, no rue, that's official
Walk in smellin' like a muthafuckin' bag
With all my niggas
Yeah, ran thru' a whole lotta muthafuckin' cash
With all my niggas
Hate when they say they gon' do right
I ignore 'em, don't fuck round with em
I did it fo' all of my niggas
I switched out my auto, lil nigga
This is an automa, nigga
Coulda went and bought anotha vehicle
Turned out the hood bought all of the vehicles
Can't wait to go round on a nigga
We cannot wait to collide with a nigga
No, we do not have no nigga
Where I come from it was always them niggas
Maison Margiela, proud one way stepper
We wanted asford, so we got asford
No I neva needed no investor
Yeah, to call me a peefer a prezi
Round with bein' a tester
And my sauce, I got it fo'eva
(Interlude)
But still ain't know no betta
Know where I came from
Look at these diamonds
Nigga, I came far
Yeah, but still don't know no betta
(Hook)
A nigga don't know no betta
Took a whole life to get here
Muthafucka, can't turn back neva
No, been thru' a lot, lil nigga
But still don't know no betta
Big D callin' my phone
Fuck round wether
He don't know no betta
(Verse 2)
They had me to sign, why should I sign?
I walk around with a dine
I got like ten times of diamonds
I fuck up a diamond a time
You fucked up a dime of your time
You need to start wasting you time
I spend like 100 fo' mine, yeah
I put the pointers in mine
I can rhyme errtime
Bitch say she ain't fuckin', she lyin'
Made em bitch a former line
We got no hunna, we buyin', nigga
And every desert has a dime, nigga
I don't play by my shine, nigga
Shoot a bitch up kike I'm Brian, nigga
We came in thought it would neva last
Told em my Harlem would neva last
Shit, I got a Honda right now and a Louie bag
Foot on the pedal, might do the dare
I'm on the lean, I might crash
Fuck the bitch, I got a man, yeah
She got me callin' her daddy
Kick the bitch outta my pad
We got a lotta of it
Talkin' bout dough, got a product of it
You ain't need a heart to get out of it
Joinin' that water, can't molly us
You prolly won't make it out outta her
I prolly gon' do the lottery
I really do be with shatter
My daddy is really a rasta
(Interlude)
(Hook)
Thanks to kyleel for correcting these lyrics
