Better Things lyrics

[Verse 1: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Real bad b*tch and her credit green (Credit green)
Body snatched, no stomach, with a belly ring (With a belly ring)
Your n*gga 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')

[Verse 2: Jeeezy]
You was eatin', I was hungry, I couldn't get a bite (I couldn't get a bite)
Do a hundred, b*tches screamin' 'cause I'm runnin' lights (b*tches screamin')
Bein' rude to all these hoes, I ain't bein' nice (I ain't bein' nice)
She gon' die about this di*k, 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 n*ggas (Hell nah)
I got hoes in Minnesota, I'm a cold n*gga (Cold n*gga)
Please don't put me in the boat with all these old n*ggas (Please don't do it)

[Verse 3: BlueBucksClan DJ]
I'm too high, don't compare me to these low n*ggas (I'm too high)
BucksClan, don't compare us to no broke n*ggas (n*ggas 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)
[Verse 4: Jeeezy]
Why you mad about my other b*tch? 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, n*gga (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)

[Verse 5: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Told her if I f*ck her, don't be callin' me and stalkin' neither (Don't be stalkin')
I don't got no license, that don't mean a n*gga walkin' either (I ain't walkin')
I'll never change, give a f*ck if it's a parking meter (Give a f*ck)
They ain't f*ckin' with me, talkin' sh*t like I'm Marcus Peters (Marcus Peters)

[Verse 6: Jeeezy]
n*ggas never have enough, I ain't doin' features (n*ggas broke)
Slidin' right up on your b*tch like I'm Derek Jeter (Derek Jeter)
We was piecin' up on Little Caesars, it was me and Caesar (We was hurt)
White b*tch do anything I say, let me see your Visa (That b*tch dumb)

[Outro: Jeeezy & BlueBucksClan DJ]
We got blowers, we ain't arguin' with no n*ggas
BucksClan, don't compare us to no broke n*ggas