Текст песни Better Know - Roc Marciano

Uh, come on, yeah
Marc nigga
We got these niggas I told you baby we got these niggas...
Better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
Better know
Uh, come on

The weed loud but the money quiet
Keep it down, let no one inquire(Shhhh)
The secret's out like my truck is wired
Bitches trippin' out, I'm just such a liar
Nothing under mysis shrimp and jambalaya
Pulling up in something fire, bulletproof so you been dying
Tell the truth, we movin' china but
My new boo, she Hawaiian
Got your jiggaboo writers
Who you think, you Lucious Lyon
Oh ma the new routines is hot an'
Soon as I roll up mama hop in
See niggas from the block when - don't it
I'm very handsome in the telly
Lampin' in my Helly Hansen
Few Israeli bitches' belly dancin'
Manis and Petis, Mercedes
Got my ladies Giuseppes, check it
Baby 380's stashed in Avis and Pelles, buss it
Hopped out the foreign, they thought I was Warren Buffett
From here on its all or nothin
If I fall off I turn on the oven
If you trippin', drop a few long on the luggage
Nigga you ball on a budget
I ain't nothing to be fucked with (nuthin nigga)
Bring in my horns and trumpets

Check it though
I'm just taking notes
Can't disrespecc it though
This was
The yay from Mexico, you gotta stretch it though
Price was really low
Bitch you better know
You better know (better know)
You better know (better know)
Don't ever cuff a ho, you gotta let em go
I just said it so, now you better know
You better know (you better know)
Better know (you better know)

Fuck you mean
My hook will make you lean like Butter Bean
My money clean, don't play me close, just give me 20 feet
Might find me chubby on a sunny beach, my gun in reach
So many rap but only very few become elite
They love me in the street
They see I'm on a winning streak
Bitches love that D when they go
Presidential on the wrist but never been impeached
Fuck a beef I'm trynta hit a lick and live in peace
Get the streets I've been [through or to?] many freaks
I'm too pretty, don't pity me?
I'm just a Geto Boy like Willie D
I think my mind's playin' tricks on me
Got a couple bitches turnin tricks for me
I'm the shit homie
Shit, and only slowbut I'm far from a one trick pony
Stick you for that brick, you never get 40
Pistol whip your bitch and make her strip for me
Uh, suck dick slowly
Bang you for your chips and piece of shit Roly
Niggas out here frontin like they know me, blow me
I got more cheese than macaroni
I'm a motherfucking O.G