Better Things (feat. OMA)
I'm on to better things, yeah
I'm on to better things, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Because I'm on to better things, now
Getting my bitch a wedding ring, now
I was fucked up, but I can sing now
Going back and forth like I'm a swing now
Run up on me, I'm gon' swing
Feel like a bird the way I spread my wings, yeah
I own these niggas like I am a king, yeah
These niggas is peasants the way they get flinged, yeah
I'm immaculate, bitch I keep stacking it
Feel like a video, these niggas can't caption it
This is my hobby, and I'm feeling passionate
These niggas is dropouts, and I am a graduate
Let me slow down
Don't give no fucks bout no hoes, now
Don't give a fuck you get mowed down
I'm pulling up on the whole town
Them niggas think they could get me
I'm boxing niggas like Rock Lee
I don't like niggas like broccoli
They gon' get flicked like a flea, fuck you
I am above you (I'm onto better things, now)
I got them bills like duck you
You is an opp, Imma buck you
When I'm done, they gon' reconstruct you (Better things, now)
Listen boy, you better sit down (I'm onto better things, now)
If you don't, then you gon' get hit now
Lil' bitch, you better admit how
I won
Better things, now
Because I'm on to better things, now (Better things, now)
Getting my bitch a wedding ring, now (A wedding ring, now)
I was fucked up, but I can sing now (But I can sing, now)
Going back and forth like I'm a swing now (Like I'm a swing, now)
Run up on me, I'm gon' swing
Feel like a bird the way I spread my wings, yeah
I own these niggas like I am a king, yeah
These niggas is peasants the way they get flinged, yeah
I'm immaculate, bitch I keep stacking it
Feel like a video, these niggas can't caption it
This is my hobby, and I'm feeling passionate
These niggas is dropouts, and I am a graduate
Huh, yeah, I graduated
Yeah, these niggas hating
Bitches now I'm on fire, yeah I be fucking blazing
Yeah, it feels amazing
But it's still hurting
I'm gon' close the curtain, she a snake, she a serpent
I feel so much better, uh, write this verse like a letter, uh
Wear this pain like a sweater, I get to the cheese like cheddar
Yeah, I put 'em six feet under
Yeah, they get shocked like thunder, huh
Shit on him need a plunger, they can't see me, Stevie Wonder
Yeah, girl, I still wonder
If we would've worked out
I'm flexing on these niggas
Don't gotta work out
I got a couple hundreds
On my shirt now
Yeah, I know you're in your feelings
Yeah, you're hurt now (I'm onto better things, now)
Yeah, tell me how it feel
Oh yeah, nigga keeping it real
Imma aim, then shoot, for the kill
Propane, like the king of the hill (Better things, now)
So cold, give a fuck nigga chills (I'm onto better things, now)
I'm a duck, yeah I get to the bills
Yeah, I'm hot, like fucking wheels
Smack a nigga, yeah I'm feeling like Will
(I'm onto better things, now)
Uh, uh
Better things, now (Better things, now)
(I'm onto better things, now)
Uh, uh
Better things, now
Because I'm on to better things, now
Getting my bitch a wedding ring, now
I was fucked up, but I can sing now
Going back and forth like I'm a swing now
Run up on me, I'm gon' swing
Feel like a bird the way I spread my wings, yeah
I own these niggas like I am a king, yeah
These niggas is peasants the way they get flinged, yeah
I'm immaculate, bitch I keep stacking it
Feel like a video, these niggas can't caption it
This is my hobby, and I'm feeling passionate
These niggas is dropouts, and I am a graduate
I'm on to better things, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Because I'm on to better things, now
Getting my bitch a wedding ring, now
I was fucked up, but I can sing now
Going back and forth like I'm a swing now
Run up on me, I'm gon' swing
Feel like a bird the way I spread my wings, yeah
I own these niggas like I am a king, yeah
These niggas is peasants the way they get flinged, yeah
I'm immaculate, bitch I keep stacking it
Feel like a video, these niggas can't caption it
This is my hobby, and I'm feeling passionate
These niggas is dropouts, and I am a graduate
Let me slow down
Don't give no fucks bout no hoes, now
Don't give a fuck you get mowed down
I'm pulling up on the whole town
Them niggas think they could get me
I'm boxing niggas like Rock Lee
I don't like niggas like broccoli
They gon' get flicked like a flea, fuck you
I am above you (I'm onto better things, now)
I got them bills like duck you
You is an opp, Imma buck you
When I'm done, they gon' reconstruct you (Better things, now)
Listen boy, you better sit down (I'm onto better things, now)
If you don't, then you gon' get hit now
Lil' bitch, you better admit how
I won
Better things, now
Because I'm on to better things, now (Better things, now)
Getting my bitch a wedding ring, now (A wedding ring, now)
I was fucked up, but I can sing now (But I can sing, now)
Going back and forth like I'm a swing now (Like I'm a swing, now)
Run up on me, I'm gon' swing
Feel like a bird the way I spread my wings, yeah
I own these niggas like I am a king, yeah
These niggas is peasants the way they get flinged, yeah
I'm immaculate, bitch I keep stacking it
Feel like a video, these niggas can't caption it
This is my hobby, and I'm feeling passionate
These niggas is dropouts, and I am a graduate
Huh, yeah, I graduated
Yeah, these niggas hating
Bitches now I'm on fire, yeah I be fucking blazing
Yeah, it feels amazing
But it's still hurting
I'm gon' close the curtain, she a snake, she a serpent
I feel so much better, uh, write this verse like a letter, uh
Wear this pain like a sweater, I get to the cheese like cheddar
Yeah, I put 'em six feet under
Yeah, they get shocked like thunder, huh
Shit on him need a plunger, they can't see me, Stevie Wonder
Yeah, girl, I still wonder
If we would've worked out
I'm flexing on these niggas
Don't gotta work out
I got a couple hundreds
On my shirt now
Yeah, I know you're in your feelings
Yeah, you're hurt now (I'm onto better things, now)
Yeah, tell me how it feel
Oh yeah, nigga keeping it real
Imma aim, then shoot, for the kill
Propane, like the king of the hill (Better things, now)
So cold, give a fuck nigga chills (I'm onto better things, now)
I'm a duck, yeah I get to the bills
Yeah, I'm hot, like fucking wheels
Smack a nigga, yeah I'm feeling like Will
(I'm onto better things, now)
Uh, uh
Better things, now (Better things, now)
(I'm onto better things, now)
Uh, uh
Better things, now
Because I'm on to better things, now
Getting my bitch a wedding ring, now
I was fucked up, but I can sing now
Going back and forth like I'm a swing now
Run up on me, I'm gon' swing
Feel like a bird the way I spread my wings, yeah
I own these niggas like I am a king, yeah
These niggas is peasants the way they get flinged, yeah
I'm immaculate, bitch I keep stacking it
Feel like a video, these niggas can't caption it
This is my hobby, and I'm feeling passionate
These niggas is dropouts, and I am a graduate
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Writer(s): Elijah Dejesus
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