Know Better Bravo the Bagchaser

[Intro]
(Speakin' on my bro, on my soul, you should know better)

[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody give me shit
Bitch, it turned me to a go-getter
It was cold outside, you ain't had no sweater
City, this is my side, you niggas should know better

[Verse 2]
Speakin' on my bro, on my soul, you should know better
You know damn well everybody just folded up
Thought I could count on you, bitch, but you folded up
Look, lil bitch but you folded up
'Member them days when they counted me out?
Now my name stay all in they mouth
'Member them bitches that counted me out?
Now they stay tryna fuck for the clout

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm on sumn
Tell these niggas that I caught one
Ninety-nine bitches, but none of 'em got a problem
Glock 18 if a nigga wanna start drama
They hate on me cause I'm young and I'm bossed up
Like how I smack and I swerve, bitch I know you do
Crash the four-door, pull back up in the coup
Act like you all that, but I never heard of you
Look, but bitch I never heard of you