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betta thangs - ρromi$e lyrics

[intro: promi$e]
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(aye, yeah yuh)

[chorus: promi$e]
down bad, but i’m on to betta thangs
can’t f*ck wit hoes, need a wife, where the wedding rang
n*ggas just change like the weather mane
weed is my sh*t, man you know it’s my medicine
glock put ’em straight in depression man
scoring a settlement
i got these bands i invested in
peek and i see her glacé
n*gga go get ya mans
(fa fa fa) at his feet, now he do a dance
come see the better thangs
can’t f*ck wit me thеn, can’t f*ck wit me now
we dash by the cops, my spеakers too loud (skrrt, skrrt)
test none of my hittas, that sh*t’ll go south
you f*ck wit me now, you’ll get punched in the mouth
wasn’t ready back then, bet you’re ready right now
we only smoke thrax, we smell like loud
you know we got money, can’t know the amount
my ice is so wet, this sh*t look like a fount (water)
[verse 1: promi$e]
i’ma real big kid from a small ass town
she said that she liked me cuz my eyes is brown
keep talkin sh*t n*gga you needa calm down
i smoke on the pack, then i beat her back down
i’m the cap king, can’t know my background
lil shorty i’m just tryna come buss you down
these n*ggas keep talking these n*ggas be clowns
knock on the door do you hear that sound
(d*mn, what the f*ck is that?)
rockin’ red like scarlet
shootin’ sh*t, all threes like harden
i’ma keep on ballin’ regardless
diamonds, these b*tches swear they go r*t*rded
faygo was right, n*ggas needa restart b*tch
i’m never missing, my sh*t is on target
i just swear i’m way to heartless
bands up, bands up, check yo surplus
think you up, but you got no bucks
ball on these n*ggas like giannis, i’m so tough
blow so much, i swear i be too stuck
brand new civic, i push with a new clutch
bad b*tch, bad b*tch she got a dump truck
she broke my heart again, i wish her good luck
once she left, found a new b*tch to go bust
think i care, but ion give two f*cks
see the cloud, look like real dust
can’t f*ck with y’all, cuz y’all talk too much
catch up n*gga, man y’all needa speed up
geek lil b*tch, she straight from the glee club
ak n*gga, my wrist aquafina
pull up to the telly, get lit, we can meet up
after gang hit, it’s over we leaving
it’s summer time, b*tch it’s not cuffin’ season
n*ggas be broke, swear these n*ggas be leaches
my n*ggas dawgs, we straight from the leashes
rock together no missing pieces
black and white, no reese’s pieces
can’t rock wit us, n*gga why is you reaching
kick sh*t, jack chan, know i’m gon’ breach it
crossing the line cuz they always be tweakin’
[chorus: promi$e]
down bad, but i’m on to betta thangs
can’t f*ck wit hoes, need a wife, where the wedding rang
n*ggas just change like the weather mane
weed is my sh*t, man you know it’s my medicine
glock put ’em straight in depression man
scoring a settlement
i got these bands i invested in
peek and i see her glacé
n*gga go get ya mans
(fa fa fa) at his feet, now he do a dance
come see the better thangs
can’t f*ck wit me then, can’t f*ck wit me now
we dash by the cops, my speakers too loud (skrrt, skrrt)
test none of my hittas, that sh*t’ll go south
you f*ck wit me now, you’ll get punched in the mouth
wasn’t ready back then, bet you’re ready right now
we only smoke thrax, we smell like loud
you know we got money, can’t know the amount
my ice is so wet, this sh*t look like a fount (water)

[verse 2: jaaiidan]
i’m just baggin’ money, baggin’ b*tches, who gon’ stop me now
who the f*ck are you to copy my own wave and then my style
i need dollas, dollas, dollas, just enough to reach the commas
i’m too cool for all this drama
i do this sh*t right for my mama
i ball so hard i give them trauma
you f*ck with me, you get that karma
yeah we trippy like nirvana
my girl got swag just like madonna
she a fashion k!lla, yeah that’s right i call her my rihanna
i just booked a flight to la, but we going to bahamas

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