Lil Tecca - YOU GOTTA DO BETTER Lyrics

My nigga Paryo and shit
(Keep that, Paryo)
(Yeah)

Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up (let's go)
Hold up, put the pieces back together (yeah)
I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar (uh-huh)
This could be a real thing if I let her (whoa, whoa)
I know that there's nothing that could last forever (yeah)
Ain't worry 'bout her nigga, then I'ma head up (yeah)
You gotta go do better, yeah (yeah)

I still gotta flex up
I know bitches, they do extra
She wanna f*ck if I let her (whoa)
Shawty trippin' when we met her, yeah
To settle down, you gotta settle, yeah
Bitch, I push you to the metal, uh
Fell in love with the money, not you
Baby, don't think you'll let it go (let it go)
I told her, "Let it go"
She know I got other hoes
She know I got other thots
I pass 'em to the bros (yeah)
Everyone think they different
one thing they didn't know
My bitch said I'm the shit
I said, "Let's have a toast"

Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up
Hold up, put the pieces back together
I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar
This could be a real thing if I let her (whoa)
I know that there's nothing that could last forever
Ain't worry 'bout her nigga, then I'ma head up
You gotta go do better, yeah
Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up (whoa)
Hold up, put the pieces back together (yeah)
I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar
This could be a real thing if I let her (whoa)
I know that there's nothing that could last forever (yeah)
Ain't worry 'bout her nigga, then I'ma head up (what else?)
You gotta go do better, yeah (oh yeah)