Better (feat. Puffs)

You could talk shit but I could do it better Yo bitch wanna f*ck me no matter the weather I know that I make yo hoe o so wetter He pull up with a machete I pull out barretas Bitch I run the game im a fucking trendsetter I ain't droppin names but that hoe bigger than ever You could talk a lot but you hide behind a camera I'm making these hits sippin kool aid jammers I done fucked yo hoe did that shit in pajamas Fuckin on your sister but this ain't no Alabama I just tuned the gt500 with the bama How we get our money? We are some robbers and some scammers Smoking a pound of that dro Got blow on my nose You know that I'm getting all fucked up Imma be Robbin yo hoe coke on my clothes And my nose is all clogged up We finna kill all your bros Don't post in my shows or else yo block gettin shot up Coppin a Dutch from the store Smoke in my lungs just like my hair gettin locked up You could talk shit but I could do it better Yo bitch wanna f*ck me no matter the weather I know that I make yo hoe o so wetter He pull up with a machete I pull out barretas He tried to outsmoke me but I did that shit way heavier I'm posted up in foreign lands I'm feelin like a settler I'm taking down these trees, left and right like I'm the onceler If that bitch gon cheat, then you know that I'll be dumping her