Gunna Dee - Know Better Style lyrics

[Verse 1: Giggs] Kush balance, fat chain, push carrots Love repeating? Shush, parrot Hood talent, wish n***as would challenge Hood banging up, n***as know we got good cannons Pressure that paper trail, they're impressed with that flavour It's that 10% take a boss, that Professor Xavier Never bring a knife down to a gun fight or test the MAC-10 with that taser When man's stepping out later, please don't step on my trainer Big fat chicken act blazer, man might checker that tailor Man's got lead in that chamber, should've had better behaviour Just had a sip of that Cognac, straight to the head with that Jäger Told her strip for my bredrin and paid her, Dee put the p**y in danger [Verse 2: Gunna Dee] n***as know better, n***as do better Hating on me for that hoe, I hope you do get her She knows I'm all about that paper So I rip the p**y open like a new letter That's an invite [?] like a dim light Life's a b**h So I had to get it in right Got that white in Now I'm tryna get that Porsche in white Got bores, got a cause But it ain't always been right Was a rebel without one Can't outrun the devil, can't level without one Nah Like I said, I got the white in Came in looking like a soap Came in all in white I came in looking like the Pope You came in looking at the chain A n***a got beaten to a pulp b**hes pulling on me Came in looking like a rope Know where my part's from sh** don't end well when it starts wrong I rinse the 9 like it's Insta Double tap and your heart's gone You know where my part's from So you know what my part's on If me and Sus are in the club Know we got b**hes to pa** on