Lil Tecca - YOU GOTTA GO DO BETTER lyrics

[Intro] We got Paryo and sh*t (Keep that, Paryo) (Yeah) [Chorus] Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up (Let's go) Hold up, put the pieces back together (Yeah) I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar (Uh-huh) This could be a real thing if I let her (Woah, woah) I know that there's nothing that could last forever (Yeah) Ain't worry 'bout her ni**a, then I'ma head up (Yeah) You gotta go do better, yeah (Yeah) [Verse] I still gotta flex up, I know b*tches, they do extra She wanna fu*k if I let her (Woah) Shawty trippin' when we met her, yeah To settle down, you gotta settle, yeah b*tch, I push you to the metal, uh Fell in love with the money, not you Baby, don't think you'll let it go (Let it go) I told her, "Let it go," she know I got other hoes She know I got other thots, I pass 'em to the bros (Yeah) Everyone think they different, one thing they didn't know My b*tch said I'm the sh*t, I said, "Let's have a toast" [Chorus] Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up Hold up, put the pieces back together I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar This could be a real thing if I let her (Woah) I know that there's nothing that could last forever Ain't worry 'bout her ni**a, then I'ma head up You gotta go do better, yeah Baby, I'm trippin', I can't even get up (Woah) Hold up, put the pieces back together (Yeah) I'm on my doly, countin' up the cheddar This could be a real thing if I let her (Woah) I know that there's nothing that could last forever (Yeah) Ain't worry 'bout her ni**a, then I'ma head up (What else?) You gotta go do better, yeah (Oh yeah)