Roc Marciano - Better Know lyrics

[Intro] Uh, come on, yeah Marc n***a We got these n***as I told you baby we got these n***as... Better know You better know You better know You better know Better know Uh, come on [Verse 1] The weed loud but the money quiet Keep it down, let no one inquire (Shhhh) The secret's out like my truck is wired b**hes trippin' out, I'm just such a liar Nothing under Mya's shrimp and jambalaya Pulling up in something fire, bulletproof so you been dying Tell the truth, we movin' china but My new boo, she Hawaiian Got your jiggaboo [writers?] [?] lying Oh ma the new routines is hot an' Soon as I roll up mama hop in [?] see n***as from the block when - don't it? I'm very handsome in the telly Lampin' and my helly hands sift Through Israeli b**hes' belly dancin' Manis and Petis, Mercedes Got my ladies Giuseppes, check it Baby 380's stashed in Avis and Pelles, buss it Hopped out the foreign, they thought I was Warren Buffett From here on its all or nothin If I fall off I turn on the oven If you trippin', drop a few long on the luggage n***a you ball on a budget I ain't nothing to be f**ed with (nuthin n***a) Bring in my horns and trumpets [Chorus] Check it though I'm just taking notes Can't disrespecc it though This was ? ? The yay from Mexico, you gotta stretch it though ? price was really low ? b**h you better know You better know (better know) You better know (better know) Don't ever cuff a ho, you gotta let em go I just said it so, now you better know You better know (you better know) Better know (you better know) [Verse 2] f** ?wit me?, my hooker make you ? like ? ? My money clean, don't play me close, just give me 20 feet Might find me chubby on a sunny beach, my gun in reach So many rap but only very few become elite They love me in the street They see I'm on a winning streak b**hes love that D when they go ? ? Presidential on the wrist but never been impeached f** a beef I'm trynta hit a lick and live in peace ?Get the streets?, I've been [through or to?] many freaks I'm too pretty, don't ?pity me? I'm just a Geto Boy like Willie D I think my mind's playin' tricks on me Got a couple b**hes turnin tricks for me I'm the sh** homie sh**, and only slow but I'm far from a one trick pony Stick you for that brick, you never get 40 Pistol whip your b**h and make her strip for me Uh, s** dick slowly Bang you for your chips and piece of sh** ?Roly? n***as out here frontin like they know me, blow me I got more cheese than macaroni I'm a motherf**ing O.G [Chorus]