Текст песни Better Yet - K Brock

I'm Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
I like to think that imma hot shot
Food on the stove it's a hot top
Whippin penne alla vodka
Or Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
You compared to me is a knock off
He just trynna get his rocks off
Knock him right up out his socks
I'm Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
I like to think that imma hot shot
Steady climbin to the top notch
Non sono soldi non mangia
Or Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
You compared to me is a knock off
Been had the juice and it's not Mott's
Apple bottom baby drop

Look what I came from
Jugglin weight and battling state govs
All I'm afraid of
Is losing my game and punchin a pay stub
Not all money sounding the same
You can only relate if you've really been laced up
All in the grace of
Almighty, this just a remedial taste of
How I done bounced back
Cop a check from that weight on my back like a squat rack
Ya I want that
Make it two more
Me and the team at the Outback
Wit a loud pack
And we toasting accomplishments
Damn, how about that
And it's all facts
Put my pen on a pad and I plan on a plaque like

I'm Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
I like to think that imma hot shot
Food on the stove it's a hot top
Whippin penne alla vodka
Or Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
You compared to me is a knock off
He just trynna get his rocks off
Knock him right up out his socks
I'm Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
I like to think that imma hot shot
Steady climbin to the top notch
Non sono soldi non mangia
Or Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
You compared to me is a knock off
Been had the juice and it's not Mott's
Apple bottom baby drop

It ain't been the same since I stepped in
Air Force Ones and a bottle wit a section
Now I'm not ashamed what I'm dressed in
I can tell by the way that shawty crept in
Ever since the day of my conception
I was destined for the blessings
That's him
All in my perception
Now she askin me to take her to the West Inn
My recommendation, girl don't listen to your friends
Got you talkin to me like you got embezzlement plans
Now I gotta treat her like a fan
Actin like I really give a damn
But she take me as I am
And they play my song
So she gotta turn it up
And I keep her round, we dance
Can I get enough
I gotta poor another cup
Before we get into it rough like

I'm Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
I like to think that imma hot shot
Food on the stove it's a hot top
Whippin penne alla vodka
Or Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
You compared to me is a knock off
He just trynna get his rocks off
Knock him right up out his socks
I'm Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
I like to think that imma hot shot
Steady climbin to the top notch
Non sono soldi non mangia
Or Better Yet Better Yet Better Yet
You compared to me is a knock off
Been had the juice and it's not Mott's
Apple bottom baby drop