Bet

[Verse 1]

Bet I’m gon get me a check
Bet I’m gon earn some respect
Bet I’m gon clear out my debt
Bet bet

I bet niggas say you the best
All of your niggas named yes
Why you don’t rap with your chest?
Bet bet

Stone Cold Stun a motherfucker if I gotta
Already started, but I ain’t far from the bottom
My favorite type of lesson is the message in the bottle
Asked her if she rollin’, cuz she looking like a model

Bet, aye
Bet, yuh
Bet, aye
Bet, yuh
Bet, aye
Bet, yuh
Bet bet

[Chorus]

Six Forks (Raleigh), Glenwood
East Side, West Side (Charlotte)
Roll blunts, smoke blunts (smoke)
She pours, I pour (yikes)

Undress, sundress (mmm)
Mind sex, mindless (ooh)
Business, get some (get some)
Bet bet
Stamp yea

[Verse 2]

Aye
I’m official as a whistle, she blowing my line up, but technically that’s not an issue
I just ain’t had time to get back to her text
I grind for the love, but I don’t mind the flex
Fuck verification, though I’ll take a check
I’m proofing my bullets to line up your vest
I’m focused on now, I do not know what’s next
Concerns with the past only bringin’ out stress
I’m in the process of poppin’, I gotta get
All of my brandin’ and marketing
Love my distractions to be very feminine
You can be salty, but shorty is cinnamon
I’m hyperactive, I love the adrenaline
Ay dios mío, I know that I’ll sin again
Bet

[Chorus]
Six Forks (Raleigh), Glenwood
East Side, West Side (Charlotte)
Roll blunts, smoke blunts (smoke)
She pours, I pour (yikes)

Undress, sundress (mmm)
Mind sex, mindless (ooh)
Business, get some (get some)
Bet bet
Stamp yea