Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Know No Betta, artist - Meek Mill. Date of issue: 19.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Know No Betta |
| See I don’t even knock these hoes |
| They don’t know no better |
| For now on I’m gona start judging you bitches off the niggas you fucking |
| You hoes don’t know no rock from no diamond |
| It’s levels |
| I remember smoking dope and fucking hoes |
| Dodging d’s and poppin' pistols on the corner sellin' o’s |
| For the love of Birkin bitches sellin' souls |
| Now I wake up and I fuck my dream girl and tell her whoa |
| Know no better, bitch don’t know no better |
| Runnin' round town with these lame ass niggas |
| She don’t know no better, know no better |
| Nigga don’t know no better |
| Runnin' round talkin like he gonna rob me |
| He don’t know no better |
| I’m with a chick from the hood named Kiki |
| And she a bad girl like Riri |
| And she gon' bust it open for a real nigga |
| Fuck her on a perc now that ho tryna keep me |
| Pimpin ain’t easy, no I see more she like feed me |
| I tell my jeweler to freeze me |
| Diamonds they dancing the bezel C Breezy, hol' up |
| Flawgin' what you think, I be driving to the bank |
| And my queens niggas spent 200,000 on the tank |
| So it’s bulletproof when I roll through nigga |
| Everytime I come through nigga |
| I put a lion in the front and a camel in the back |
| Shit my party was a zoo nigga |
| You don’t even have a clue nigga |
| You don’t know no better |
| Tryna snatch my chain catch a whole full clip in your polo sweater |
| I’m a cold go go getter, that’s your ho then go get her |
| Before she end up with some real niggas like us, she ain’t bad, won’t touch' her |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up |
| I remember smoking dope and fucking hoes |
| Dodging d’s and poppin' pistols on the corner sellin' o’s |
| For the love of Birkin bitches sellin' souls |
| Now I wake up and I fuck my dream girl and tell her whoa |
| Know no better, bitch don’t know no better |
| Runnin' round town with these lame ass niggas |
| She don’t know no better, know no better |
| Nigga don’t know no better |
| Runnin' round talkin like he gonna rob me |
| He don’t know no better |
| Wake up in the morning and I’m looking at |
| Young nigga 5 million dollar house |
| Still on that hood shit fucked around misplaced a whole million dollars |
| Fired my accountant |
| Bitch want a bag what you gon do for it |
| Meek she gotta fuck me or fuck you for it |
| Ho fucking up the brand, she don’t know no better |
| Fuck a real nigga it don’t get no better |
| No stones on the Rollie theres a new sky dweller |
| D.C. C.M.G. |
| we’re the new Rockafella |
| Two doors on the ghost with the stars in the ceiling |
| Pay attention gotta school these niggas |
| Fuck a lame nigga then you a lame bitch |
| Let me give you the game |
| niggas keep gold digging bitches |
| Cus they both looking for something they really the same |
| I can tell the money don’t flow right |
| New |
| Bitch bad on the Gram and you liking erry pic |
| But she still sleeping on the floor right |
| Pound, These hoes be acting up |
| Pound These niggas be green as fuck |
| Pound These niggas talkin' bout robbin' us |
| But tell them pussies we choppered up |
| (I AM!) |
| I remember smoking dope and fucking hoes |
| Dodging d’s and poppin' pistols on the corner sellin' o’s |
| For the love of Birkin bitches sellin' souls |
| Now I wake up and I fuck my dream girl and tell her whoa |
| Know no better, bitch don’t know no better |
| Runnin' round town with these lame ass niggas |
| She don’t know no better, know no better |
| Nigga don’t know no better |
| Runnin' round talkin like he gonna rob me |
| He don’t know no better |