Текст песни You Betta (Jesus Take The Wheel) - REASON

Ayy
Lil' bitch, you better
Lil' bitch, you better
Lil' bitch, you better
I let-
Ayy

Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let-

Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let-, I let-

Lil' bitch, you better
Lil' bitch, you better
Lil' bitch, you better
Lil' bitch, you better
Ayy, lil' bitch

I need an outlet, baby, bounce that
Why you talking out your mouth, trick? Baby, bounce that
I got too much on my plate for you not to shake something
We could take it out the states for you, I'd be great for you
I got cousin up in county, they just threw a case on 'em
I got homie in the morgue, we just had a wake for him
Little baby, I'm a block man, it ain't safe for us
When you come around with vibes, I need you to shake something

Why you always in my head? I prefer the neck from you
I just wanna catch a cloud, I don't need the stress from you
I just need a little energy, we try to take this shit across the water
Eat your pussy on the balcony, my appetite go harder
I'm a dog, hoe, I beat the brakes off it
Know you stressed, all that pressure, let me take the weight off you
Know you stressed, all that pressure, let me take the weight off you
Let me, let me

Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let-

Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let-, I let-

Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Ayy, lil' bitch, you better

Casamigos rockin', she in Vogue (go, bitch)
I can get that pussy with a card (go bitch)
Love me some something chocolate, I got black queen fetishes
Real body fetishes, get in there like the crevasses

Stretch marks hitting, all the surgery repetitive
Celebrate my W's, my L's seem is only less this year
You do too much gossip, always changing narratives
Real niggas don't do that, little bitch

Poke it out, let me screw that, lil' bitch
Money long, I done grew that, lil' bitch
LA nigga, I grew up on Dickie's with the creases
But my money don't fold, in the real estate we miss it

Need some time away from work? Baby, call me
All this stress, come and take the weight off me
All this stress, come and take the weight off me
Let me, let me, hoe

Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let-

Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let-, I let-

Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Lil' bitch, you better (bounce on that dick, that's right)
Lil' bitch, you better (ayy)

Go bitch, go bitch