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letra de mybitchbetter - dedboii kez & lime king

[intro]
wake the f-ck up!
waypast

[verse 1: lime king]
ten toes when i spit, ten toes in your b-tch
ten toes when i run the game, i be [?] in this b-tch
i walk with a lean to my side, refrigerator on my wrist
i wet ’em up, i look like r. kelly
got the whole gang getting p-ssed
i’m in the cut, i’m in the slit
i’m in the stab wound, you get the gist
keep talking sh-t ’til i’m swinging my fist
where the f-ck is your flow?
he must have better luck finding the cl-t
pull up to supreme with a shopping list
they tryna steal my style, they gotta save up just to cop the sh-t

[chorus 1: lime king]
they just mad that my b-tch better, my b-tch better
flow so cold i might need sweaters
they just mad that my b-tch better
my b-tch better, my b-tch better
i put sh-lls in the ground like shredder
pesto, i get the green and i’m on f-ckin’ cheddar
my b-tch better, my b-tch better
they just mad that my b-tch better, my b-tch better
flow so cold i might need sweaters
they just mad that my b-tch better
my b-tch better, my b-tch better
i put sh-lls in the ground like shredder
pesto, i get the green and i’m on f-ckin’ cheddar
my b-tch better, my b-tch better
[verse 2: kezura]
lot of these boy be talkin’ like they better
they under the weather, they under the radar
under this ar, kickin’ like tekken
sh-t can get messy, his shots ain’t connecting
brand new arp came with some pressure (d-mn!)
got the toolie dancing (ooooh!)
bro think he do wrong, we slide, he stand corrected (yeah!)
lime and kez gon’ f-ck your dime piece and her bestie
way we slide it’s demon time
now five-o out here tryna catch me (ha ha!)
she let me beat to the music, she f-ck up the tempo
b-tch it’s time to stretch it (ooh!)
just ask becky (ooh, drippin’ down her necklace) (f-ck!)

[verse 3: kezura]
i done pulled up with no mask and no guns
it’s just me, touch me
if he can even stand, then he got lucky
that is not your friend, that’s not your stan
that’s your b-tt buddie (ha ha!)
i knew he was a b-tch inside the closet, day one tried to hunt me
slidin’ in this hummer (woo!)
put the stick to his head, look like a [?]
yeah, his shorty only see me without my jeans, she call me d-ckhead (ha ha!)
that’s what i put in her mouth
she swallow, she ain’t even spit yet (ooh! ooh!)
i done painted her face, i can’t tell where the f-ck her lips at (haha)
[chorus 2: lime king]
my b-tch better than yours
i don’t get nice girls, i get wh0res (d-mn right!)
if that girl don’t want cum in her pores (headshot)
then i’m taking that b-tch to the door (get the f-ck out!)
if that b-tch wanted christian dior
then her clothes gon’ be put on the floor (hahaha)
i don’t care who got points on the board
this glock gonna settle the score

[verse 4: kezura & lime king]
my b-tch better, she pop the tags
i just need the bag and a whole lotta cash
she seen it by the water bottle, now she tryna smash
i can’t take this b-tch out nowhere with her stupid thirsty ass
wait (nope!)
arrivederci, dash, and i’m out on the block with my glock out
she said i look like incubus, this b-tch is tryna rock out
met this b-tch for five minutes, she started pullin’ my c-ck out
i’m from volkanovski’s city, this d-ck gon’ make her knock out
your main b-tch be my only competition
cause she be toppin’ me
head game like socrates, i’m just tryna give her c-ck and leave
but i cannot get that b-tch off of me
old school nickelodeon, i’mma pull the drake if he joshin’ me
if he got beef with me and kez we gon’ chop his meat

- dedboii kez lime king

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