Like woo
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like, okay cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Tell him keep it cool yeah
And I'm with yo main bitch she wet as a pool, yeah
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see designer shoes, yeah
Bet she wanna ride up in that Bentley coupe, yeah
Turn that bitch out, I'ma turn that bitch out
She suck it real sloppy, I don't want the pussy I just want the mouth
Yeah that boy carbon copy, he try to be like me, just know that he not
And I'm boolin' with shooters and slimes, you know I ain't talking bout snot
I beat up the box, I keep me a knot
Don't be reaching for my chain, nigga you can get shot
I'm the grim reaper, how I'm slimmin' em out
You ain't tryna f*ck, please get the f*ck out my house (Beat it!)
Told that bitch to beat it
Said she was a saint, now that bitch a eater
Cuffing on that bitch, you think she a keeper
Swallowed all my kids up in a two-seater
I make her say, oh-oh-oh-oh
She just tryna come
I know she wanna have some fun
She say I'm her number one
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like okay, cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Bet it up, pour me up
It's a celebration
Muddy in my cup
Brody in the cut
He might just shoot shit up
This ain't that type of party
He tryna catch a body
Whip too fast
I'm driving like speed racing, praying I don't crash
Living every day like it's your f*cking last
Till it's flashing lights when the cameras flash
That's the type of shit I'm tryna maintain
Tryna elevate you on the same thing
Cuban links and diamonds in my damn chain
Got the last supper on my damn ring
I'm a f*cking king
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like, okay, cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
BLKHRT AMiR - That's a Bet (feat. Lxrd Kydd) Lyrics
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English
Like woo
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like, okay cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Tell him keep it cool yeah
And I'm with yo main bitch she wet as a pool, yeah
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see designer shoes, yeah
Bet she wanna ride up in that Bentley coupe, yeah
Turn that bitch out, I'ma turn that bitch out
She suck it real sloppy, I don't want the pussy I just want the mouth
Yeah that boy carbon copy, he try to be like me, just know that he not
And I'm boolin' with shooters and slimes, you know I ain't talking bout snot
I beat up the box, I keep me a knot
Don't be reaching for my chain, nigga you can get shot
I'm the grim reaper, how I'm slimmin' em out
You ain't tryna f*ck, please get the f*ck out my house (Beat it!)
Told that bitch to beat it
Said she was a saint, now that bitch a eater
Cuffing on that bitch, you think she a keeper
Swallowed all my kids up in a two-seater
I make her say, oh-oh-oh-oh
She just tryna come
I know she wanna have some fun
She say I'm her number one
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like okay, cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Bet it up, pour me up
It's a celebration
Muddy in my cup
Brody in the cut
He might just shoot shit up
This ain't that type of party
He tryna catch a body
Whip too fast
I'm driving like speed racing, praying I don't crash
Living every day like it's your f*cking last
Till it's flashing lights when the cameras flash
That's the type of shit I'm tryna maintain
Tryna elevate you on the same thing
Cuban links and diamonds in my damn chain
Got the last supper on my damn ring
I'm a f*cking king
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like, okay, cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like, okay cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Tell him keep it cool yeah
And I'm with yo main bitch she wet as a pool, yeah
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see designer shoes, yeah
Bet she wanna ride up in that Bentley coupe, yeah
Turn that bitch out, I'ma turn that bitch out
She suck it real sloppy, I don't want the pussy I just want the mouth
Yeah that boy carbon copy, he try to be like me, just know that he not
And I'm boolin' with shooters and slimes, you know I ain't talking bout snot
I beat up the box, I keep me a knot
Don't be reaching for my chain, nigga you can get shot
I'm the grim reaper, how I'm slimmin' em out
You ain't tryna f*ck, please get the f*ck out my house (Beat it!)
Told that bitch to beat it
Said she was a saint, now that bitch a eater
Cuffing on that bitch, you think she a keeper
Swallowed all my kids up in a two-seater
I make her say, oh-oh-oh-oh
She just tryna come
I know she wanna have some fun
She say I'm her number one
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like okay, cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Bet it up, pour me up
It's a celebration
Muddy in my cup
Brody in the cut
He might just shoot shit up
This ain't that type of party
He tryna catch a body
Whip too fast
I'm driving like speed racing, praying I don't crash
Living every day like it's your f*cking last
Till it's flashing lights when the cameras flash
That's the type of shit I'm tryna maintain
Tryna elevate you on the same thing
Cuban links and diamonds in my damn chain
Got the last supper on my damn ring
I'm a f*cking king
Whip too fast
Whip too clean
Bet she wanna f*ck when she get off a bean
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see this Louis V
Bet she wanna f*ck, she see them double G's, yeah yeah
She get wet
Say she love these tattoos on my neck
She say that she wanna give me head
I'm like, okay, cool, that's a bet, that's a bet
Writer: Darion Brown, Isaiah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid