YOU GOTTA GO DO BETTER lyrics

by

Lil Tecca


[Intro]
We got Paryo and sh*t
(Keep that, Paryo)
(Yeah)

[Chorus]
Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up (Let's go)
Hold up, put the pieces back together (Yeah)
I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar (Uh-huh)
This could be a real thing if I let her (Woah, woah)
I know that there's nothing that could last forever (Yeah)
Ain't worry 'bout her n*gga, then I'ma head up (Yeah)
You gotta go do better, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse]
I still gotta flex up, I know b*tches, they do extra
She wanna f*ck if I let her (Woah)
Shawty trippin' when we met her, yeah
To settle down, you gotta settle, yeah
b*tch, I push you to the metal, uh
Fell in love with the money, not you
Baby, don't think you'll let it go (Let it go)
I told her, "Let it go," she know I got other hoes
She know I got other thots, I pass 'em to the bros (Yeah)
Everyone think they different, one thing they didn't know
My b*tch said I'm the sh*t, I said, "Let's have a toast"
[Chorus]
Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up
Hold up, put the pieces back together
I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar
This could be a real thing if I let her (Woah)
I know that there's nothing that could last forever
Ain't worry 'bout her n*gga, then I'ma head up
You gotta go do better, yeah
Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up (Woah)
Hold up, put the pieces back together (Yeah)
I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar
This could be a real thing if I let her (Woah)
I know that there's nothing that could last forever (Yeah)
Ain't worry 'bout her n*gga, then I'ma head up (What else?)
You gotta go do better, yeah (Oh yeah)
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