Better Things lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, don't give a f*ck about your man
I'm just seein' what it's hittin' for (b*tch, I'm sayin')
How you frontin' on the kid though?
You should f*ck with me, girl, you know what you need, girl
See I got used to livin' life up on my own, yeah
In search of love and for a wife to call my own, yeah
It's all I think about at nights when I'm alone, yeah
Swear that I can't get no rest in California, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Uh, uh, uh (Woo)
Swear that life is, just a whole bunch of vices
n*ggas bitin' off of my sh*t, my di*k
Stay up in your chick ride stick without a license
Tell her hold on like some vice grips
Might just call her, let her ride with a baller
Look up on her face was priceless
Wonder what my type is, well, tonight Mrs. Lightskin
With a light mix or a light switch, white chick
Darkskin complexion and she righteous (Woo)
I take a dyke chick if she like di*k (Woo)
I kissed the dyke chick and I liked it
f*cking each and every Katy Perry for the night, b*tch, light this

[Chorus]
Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Yeah)
(Moving on to better things, I'm sure)
Bless, sit back and relax one time, clear your mind
(Can't feed this addiction anymore)
'Bout to send me back to my old ways, know what I'm saying?
(Moving on to better things, I'm sure)
Yeah, I'm just, she making mistakes
(Can't feed this addiction anymore)
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, I've been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and pourin' up
Plus my n*ggas know the plug
A generation's thrown on drugs

[Verse 2]
I swear that b*tch Rita Ora got a big mouth
Next time I see her might curse the b*tch out
Kicked the b*tch out once 'cause she b*tched out, spit my kids out
Jizzed up all in her mouth and made the b*tch bounce
Ride with a n*gga mane, and you know
I stay fly like the jigga mane, and it figures
'Cause here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man, anyways
Nowadays everybody's stressed, yes
Animosity is better off your chest, yes
Guess, everybody want to stay blessed, stay fresh
Take a n*gga threats, but I'm up next, take debts (Uh)

[Chorus]
Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Yeah)
(Moving on to better things)
Inhale, exhale, relieve your mind of stress, bless
Smoke some one time for your boy A$AP
(Can't feed this addiction anymore) (Uh)
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, yeah, uh
I've been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and pourin' up
Plus my n*ggas know the plug
A generation's thrown on drugs