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t4ylor – better off lyrics

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[intro]

yeah
t4ylor

[chorus x2]

i ain’t f-ckin’ with you b-tches so you know i cut em’ off
only f-ckin’ with my day ones so you know i’m better off
yeah, i’m gettin’ used to bullsh-t cause all you f-ckboys judas
bad b-tch give me top, so i blew up like bazooka

[verse 1]

she a blessing in disguise, she gon’ ride me close my eyes
she said welcome to the rodeo, like i’m lil skies
you can check me in the beamer, yeah i’m always catching eyes
police checking on my eyes cause a mothaf-cka’s high

haters’ always spying like i’m 007
f-ckboys gettin’ jealous cause i’m who their b-tch is s-xting
stole her off his shoulder, dip and dash, there ain’t no tellin’
first we smash, i give her back, for hoes i’m never selfish

i’m stacking, uncle sam, cause all this money’s taxable
didn’t get her number cause her call is not valuable
drippin’ too hard, but i’m only dressin’ casual
like tay k, i be racin’ round the world, i’m goin’ national

all these f-cking frauds never cease to stew up nonsense
wokeuplikethis chased the fetti like i’m playboi carti
time is money, gettin’ hungry, so it’s time to clock in
let em’ keep on taunting, it’s still t4ylor when they talking

[chorus x2]

i ain’t f-ckin’ with you b-tches so you know i cut em’ off
only f-ckin’ with my day ones so you know i’m better off
yeah, i’m gettin’ used to bullsh-t cause all you f-ckboys judas
bad b-tch give me top, so i blew up like bazooka

[verse 2]

take a bullet for my homies, give a sh-t bout any other
this beat is f-cking slappin’, give a shoutout to my brother (dirty)
strict about the business, i stay focused like i’m gunna
smoking, keep on going till my face a different color

taking care of business feel like mgk i’m laced up
need restraining orders cause all these b-tches chase us
k!ll the compet-tion, playing gta, ‘wasted’
money ain’t no object, no recycle, b-tch i waste it

your clique i cannot tolerate
in her box, i populate
i’m charged up like a triple a
stacking, getting h-lla pay
yo b-tch is giving h-lla brain
paul walker, i stay in my lane
i’m bout that motherf-ckin’ action step up i won’t hesitate

[chorus x2]

i ain’t f-ckin’ with you b-tches so you know i cut em’ off
only f-ckin’ with my day ones so you know i’m better off
yeah, i’m gettin’ used to bullsh-t cause all you f-ckboys judas
bad b-tch give me top, so i blew up like bazooka



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