Do Better

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[Intro: HBK Kidd] Yeah, real niggas put your drinks up Make a toast, real niggas linked up Game Related Some niggas related through da game, you know [Verse 1: HBK Kidd] Baby, I'm top-notch in the droptop, I love when opps watch Top shot, take it off, I'm 'bout to hit the hot spot If you ain't talkin' money, all I hear is, "Blah blah" Dummies want pussy more then money, I should cock block Got Roc a chain when he passed, that's how got got [?] Since middle school, I was known as a fly guy Five G's in all hun's, but it's just da side guap Skippin' mall to mall, like a nigga playin' hopscotch Glock got seventeen in it, catch a hot shot Fucked her all night, 'cause she begged me to not stop Real money in our videos, we don't got props If you won't like flashy niggas, you should not watch Anybody disrespect the mob, get a knock-knock At your front door and slap a nigga while his pops watch Might not 'Bout ten G's, so he hot-hot Get your money up, bitch, don't worry 'bout what I got [Pre-Chorus: HBK Kidd] Real niggas in da buildin' throw your Rollie up Tell the waitress pour a cup, rich niggas know what's up Valet full, we got foreigns pullin' up full of bad, foreign bitches Baby, tell me how I'm cut [Chorus: HBK Kidd & (?)] You got money (I got money), you got cheddar (I got cheddar) Daddy, I know right, so I'ma do better (do better) You got money (I got money), you got cheddar (I got cheddar) Daddy, I know right, so I'ma do better (do better) [Verse 2: Larry June] Tee top, this the new cop, I ain't post dat Niggas sharin' , pourin' champagne on the Rolex Out the way, dippin' sun' way, gettin' dumb check Head so good, bitch, Ion even want sex When I'm in the city, fuck a Honda, I ain't hidin' shit When you see me out, either eatin', or I'm buyin' shit I'm havin' shit, I'm not the average, I'm that candlestick Tryin' to hit two-hunnid in da Benz, 'bout to bap this shit Twenty on me, you ain't even know this 'cause the fit cold Had to switch it up, 'cause da beat goin' stupid on 'em Mobbin', bitch, I'm from da Bay, this what's goin' on Coppin', if the price good, we could get it goin' I used to have a bitch in the Point, used to boost shit Why you ridin' 'round with the MOP, never usin' it? For surely, three-hunid for the plate, this ain't Ruth Chris You gotta come correct, lil' mama, I ain't new to this What's hanniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin' ? [Pre-Chorus: HBK Kidd] Real niggas in da buildin' throw your Rollie up Tell the waitress pour a cup, rich niggas know what's up Valet full, we got foreigns pullin' up full of bad, foreign bitches Baby, tell me how I'm cut [Chorus: HBK Kidd & (?)] You got money (I got money), you got cheddar (I got cheddar) Daddy, I know right, so I'ma do better (do better) You got money (I got money), you got cheddar (I got cheddar) Daddy, I know right, so I'ma do better (do better) [Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni] I got money, I got cheddar Rollie on my wrist, at least $30K or better Blow a stack on a sweater, wear it once, and den take a flick When it's normal to you, you ain't always gotta take a pic Variety in your work, told my nigga he could take his pick Before I fight a hatin' nigga, I rather take his bitch Had a nigga pissed, askin', "Why she always takin' trips?" The bacon you be bringin' home, I make it look like bacon bits Had to prove some daughters wrong You should see they face and shit Now, in they in da lil crib, layin' with a basic bitch While I'm out west, laughin' wit da clique, racin' whips I can save stacks when it's tense but can't save a bitch Game related shit We do it better wit no effort We foldin' blue money and never foldin' under pressure Grand-daddy introduced to me to crack and gave a lecture RIP gang gang, 'cause if it's game, I live better You strive mo', shit [Pre-Chorus: HBK Kidd] Real niggas in da buildin' throw yo' Rollie up Tell da waitress po' a cup Rich niggas know what's up Valet full, we got foreigns pullin' up Full o' bad, foreign bitches Baby, tell me how I'm cut [Chorus: HBK Kidd & (?)] You got money (I got money), you got cheddar (I got cheddar) Daddy, I know right, so I'ma do better (do better) You got money (I got money), you got cheddar (I got cheddar) Daddy, I know right, so I'ma do better (do better)
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Credits
- Writers
- Cardo Got Wings
- Larry June
- Payroll Giovanni
- HBK
- Foley Beats