Trippie Redd
Better
[Intro]
You— (Haha)
You know everything okay, bitch (Haha)
Yeah (You so fuckin' funny), big money
Wow (DJ on the beat so it's a banger), slatt
Uh, uh (Big ol' racks, big 14, know what the fuck goin' on)
Uh, uh, huh, yeah, ya dig? Yeah
Ha (Yeah), yeah

[Chorus]
If you sad, bae, I'll make it better (Ah, better, yeah)
Fuck you good, bae, I'll make it wetter (Ah, wetter)
Versace with a Gucci sweater (Sweater, yeah)
Everybody know I keep Beretta's (Beretta's, yeah, yeah)
I get to the guap, I count the cheddar (Cheddar)
Cheese, but I'm not a rat, bitch, I got feathers (Woo, feathers)
Birds of a flock, flock together (Ha, together)
I would hate to be the opps, them n***as dead, yeah (Dead, dead, yeah)

[Verse]
Suck my dick, bitch, I need my mind blown
I was outside flexin', different time zone
I know n***as want my head, but my shoulders still connected
N***a, get this lethal weapon, leave a slideshow
Yellow tape, bitch, don't condone fake shit
N***as fakin' on the kid, boy, don't get a facelift
I got Glocks, bitch, I don't need no phone to send no message
N***a stressin', n***a, beat a n***a ass just like Tekken, n***a (DJ on the—)
[Chorus]
If you sad, bae, I'll make it better (Ah, better, yeah)
Fuck you good, bae, I'll make it wetter (Ah, wetter)
Versace with a Gucci sweater (Sweater, yeah)
Everybody know I keep Beretta's (Beretta's, yeah, yeah)
I get to the guap, I count the cheddar (Cheddar)
Cheese, but I'm not a rat, bitch, I got feathers (Woo, feathers)
Birds of a flock, flock together (Ha, together)
I would hate to be the opps, them n***as dead, yeah (Dead, dead, yeah)

[Outro]
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)