BlueBucksClan - Better Things lyrics

Real bad bitch and her credit green
(Credit green)
Body snatched, no stomach, with a belly ring 
(With a belly ring) your nigga lame
I'll show you to some better things
(Better things)
Metro askin' what I want,  I need everything
(I need everything)
Biscotti yellin' out this 'Wood
I ain't said a thing (yeah, it's loud)
Think I'm lootin' 'cause I'm
Walkin' out with everything
(I got everything)
I was down in the dark, now I see the light
(yeah, I see it)
I was broke, used to starve
Now I'm eatin' right (yeah, I'm eatin')

You was eatin', I was hungry
I couldn't get a bite
(I couldn't get a bite) do a hundred
Bitches screamin' 'cause I'm
Runnin' lights (Bitches screamin')
Bein' rude to all these hoes
I ain't bein' nice (I ain't bein' nice)
She gon' die about this dick, yeah
That's free advice
(She gon' die 'bout it)
I'ma get it, I'ma grab it, I'm a go-getter
(I'm a go-getter) we got blowers
We ain't arguin' with no niggas (Hell nah)
I got hoes in Minnesota, I'm a cold nigga
(Cold nigga)
Please don't put me in the boat
With all these old niggas
(Please don't do it)

I'm too high
Don't compare me to these low niggas
(I'm too high)
BucksClan, don't compare us to
No broke niggas (Niggas broke)
You a lame, you can't hang
You can't smoke with us (You can't smoke)
Bring the cups, bring the ice
Still can't pour with us
(Still can't pour)
Bet a hundred with my dice
Bet my bro hit 'em (Bet he hit)
Why you got a spend-the-night bag, I said no
Didn't I? (I said no)

Why you mad about my other
Bitch? I let you know, didn't I?
(Why you mad?) said she seen me at the show
Last night, but I didn't go, did I?
(She ain't see me)
She like, "Why you walk with all
That cash?" I don't know, nigga
(I don't know) i'm like
"Why you walk with all that
Ass?" She don't know either
(She, she don't know, man)

Told her if I fuck her
Don't be callin' me and stalkin' neither
(Don't be stalkin')
I don't got no license
That don't mean a nigga walkin' either
(I ain't walkin') i'll never change
Give a fuck if it's a parking meter
(Give a fuck) they ain't fuckin' with me
Talkin' shit like I'm Marcus Peters
(Marcus Peters)

Niggas never have enough
I ain't doin' features (Niggas broke)
Slidin' right up on your bitch
Like I'm Derek Jeter (Derek Jeter)
We was piecin' up on Little Caesars
It was me and Caesar (We was hurt)
White bitch do anything I say
Let me see your Visa (That bitch dumb)

We got blowers
We ain't arguin' with no niggas
BucksClan, don't compare us to
No broke niggas