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• Artiste: N.A.O. Quelly
• Titre: Mo Betta
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(Betta, betta, betta, betta, betta) (Betta, betta) Live more better (Betta, Betta, Betta) Ride in the Sprinter (Betta, Betta, Betta) Master Splinter Bitch, I keep a Baretta (Uh) She so happy I met her (Yeah, yeah) Said I never forget her (Yeah, yeah) So I hit her and dead her Bitch you know better (Knew this shit) Tryna live more better (Knew this shit) Now I ride in a Sprinter (Skrrt, skrrt) They Master Splinter (Skrrt, skrrt) Tryna live mo' betta, betta, betta, betta, betta, betta, betta Now they fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up Got my bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up Now they fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up Live more better, live more better Count that cheddar, count that cheddar Don't get wet up, don't get wet up Rock Coachella, rock Coachella I was left in the cellar (Yeah) That shit was like hell in a cellar (Yeah) Sometimes I had to see the teller Bustin' juggs to get my bread up (Check, check) Powers made it, got my cred' up (Cred') Please don't ask us how we met up (Ayy) I can't be a tattle teller (Teller) Rather die and go to Hella (Hella) High Line where she met up (High) Cousin crib, where she ate up (Yeah) Tryna leave, I won't let her (Yeah) Made her bleed, no ketchup (Eat her) Bitch, I keep a Baretta (Yeah) She so happy I met her Said I never forget her So I hit her and dead her (I hit that bitch) Bitch you know better (You knew this shit) Tryna live more better (You knew this shit) Now I ride in a Sprinter They Master Splinter Tryna live mo' betta, betta, betta, betta, betta, betta, betta Now they fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up Got my bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up Now they fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up Live more better, better The rest of these niggas, behead 'em They just wanna live, I won't let 'em They keep talkin' shit and I fed 'em, let 'em This shit that I'm doin', you wishin' I just give 'em bait and keep fishin' They know where I'm at like a mention The hip be where I'm keep the Smith 'n' Bitch, I came from jammin' them chips Magnetic strips, that track two shit Bitch, I had to run from jakes and hop the fence, that outlaw shit Bitch I cannot fake this shit, I'm made for this, I prayed for this Fresh off the slavery ship, I'm whippin' shit, I'm rapin' shit [Pre-Chorus] Bitch, I keep a Baretta She so happy I met her (You know that shit) Said I never forget her (Never) So I hit her and dead her (Dead that bitch) Bitch you know better (You know that shit) Tryna live more better (You know that shit) Now I ride in a Sprinter (Dead that bitch) They Master Splinter (I dead that bitch) Tryna live mo' betta, betta, betta, betta, betta, betta, betta Now they fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up Got my bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up, bread up Now they fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up Live more better