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yfn lucci – know no better كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
still in the hood
still riding ’round up to no good
chopper on the back seat
i wish a f-ck n-gg- would like i don’t know no better
imma squeeze like the boy hugh hefner
we don’t know no better
if he run let the bulldog fetch ’em
n-gg- never loved us
all these b-tches love us
everybody calling my phone
where were y’all at when i was growing up (say yeah)
if i don’t know ’em imma tell ’em
truth is i don’t know that fella
he gone fold under pressure
truth is he don’t know no better
two cups riding ’round, no liquor
two door, no roof that’s fisker
walked in smelling like a motherf-ckin’ bag
with all my n-gg-s
ran through a whole lotta motherf-ckin’ cash
with all my n-gg-s
hate when they say they gone do right
always do ’em wrong f-ck wrong with ’em?
i did it for all of my n-gg-s
i switched up my audi lil n-gg-
this is a audi my n-gg-
could’ve went and bought another vehicle
turn up the hood, bought ’em all a vehicle
can’t wait to go ride on ’em n-gg-s
we cannot wait to collide with them n-gg-s, no
we do not hide from no n-gg-
where i come from, we was always them n-gg-s
mason margielas, boy when you step up
we wanted extra, so we got extra no
i never needed me no investor just call me a p feel like pleasure ridin’ with p in that tester
that’s my sister!
i got her forever

[hook]
but still don’t know no better
look where i came from
look at these diamonds
n-gg- i came far but still don’t know no better (yeah)
a n-gg- don’t know no better
took a whole lot to get here motherf-cker can’t turn back never (naw)
been through a lot lil n-gg-, but still don’t know no better
b-tch keep calling my phone
f-ck wrong wit her?
b-tch don’t know no better

[verse 2]
they asked me to sign why should i sign? (yeah)
i walk around with a dime i got like a dime times a dime
i f-ck up a dime every time
you f-cked up a dime on your time
you needa stop wasting your time
i spent like a hunnid for mine
i put them pointers on mine i can rhyme anytime
b-tch say she ain’t f-ckin’ she lying
make them b-tches form a line
we got them hunnids we buying n-gg-
in everyday there’s a dime n-gg-
i don’t play ’bout my shine n-gg-
shoot that b-tch up like i’m blind n-gg-
we came in first we were never last
i told ’em a hunnid won’t never last
i got a hunnid right now in this louis bag
foot on the peddle i might do the dash
i’m on the lean i might crash
f-cked the b-tch i got her mad
got her calling me dad kicked the b-tch out of my pad
we got a lot of us talk about gold got a pot of it
when you winning it’s hard to get out of it
jumped in that water came out of it
you prolly wouldn’t make it up out of it
i prolly go do the lottery
i really do be with shottas
my daddy is really a rasta

- yfn lucci

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