Know No Better

Meek Mill

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    See I don't even knock these hoes
    They don't know no better
    For now on I'm gona start judging you bitches off the niggas you fucking
    You hoes don't know no rock from no diamond
    It's levels

    I remember smoking dope and fucking hoes
    Dodging d's and poppin' pistols on the corner sellin' o's
    For the love of Birkin bitches sellin' souls

    Now I wake up and I fuck my dream girl and tell her whoa
    Know no better, bitch don't know no better
    Runnin' round town with these lame ass niggas

    She don't know no better, know no better
    Nigga don't know no better
    Runnin' round talkin like he gonna rob me
    He don't know no better

    I'm with a chick from the hood named Kiki
    And she a bad girl like Riri
    And she gon' bust it open for a real nigga
    Fuck her on a perc now that ho tryna keep me

    Pimpin ain't easy, no I see more she like feed me
    I tell my jeweler to freeze me
    Diamonds they dancing the bezel C Breezy, hol' up
    Flawgin' what you think, I be driving to the bank

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    And my queens niggas spent 200,000 on the tank
    So it's bulletproof when I roll through nigga
    Everytime I come through nigga
    I put a lion in the front and a camel in the back

    Shit my party was a zoo nigga
    You don't even have a clue nigga
    You don't know no better
    Tryna snatch my chain catch a whole full clip in your polo sweater

    I'm a cold go go getter, that's your ho then go get her
    Before she end up with some real niggas like us
    She ain't bad, won't touch' her
    Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up

    Wake up in the morning and I'm looking at [a mountain]
    Young nigga 5 million dollar house
    Still on that hood shit fucked around misplaced a whole million dollars
    Fired my accountant

    Bitch want a bag what you gon do for it
    Meek she gotta fuck me or fuck you for it
    Ho fucking up the brand you don't know no better
    Fuck a real nigga it don't get no better

    No stones on the Rollie theres a new sky dweller
    D.C. C.M.G. we're the new Rockafella
    Two doors on the ghost with the stars in the ceiling
    Pay attention gotta school these niggas

    Fuck a lame nigga then you a lame bitch
    Let me give you the game
    (Flawgin' ass) niggas keep gold digging bitches
    Cus they both looking for something they really the same

    I can tell the money don't flow right
    New [Lamb but you still got a note right]
    Bitch bad on the Gram and you liking erry pic
    But she still sleeping on the floor right

    Pound, these hoes be acting up
    Pound these niggas be green as fuck
    Pound these niggas talkin' bout robbin' us
    But tell them pussies we choppered up
    (I am!)

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