Mo Betta by InGoodCompany Lyrics
[Intro - adlibs]
Yo, hear that bassline
That's that butta
[Verse 1 - Phelix]
Yo, if you in search of elevation come talk to me
On a quest to be the best, Coelho with the Alchemy
In an El Camino with a fine breezy poppin' seeds
I take her on a shopping spree before we hit the winery
I've been highly high this week
Callin out to all the freaks who playing games of hide-and-seek
Olly olly oxen free
Yadda, yadda, talk is cheap
Thoro like I'm Zorro, I'ma need my money plural
That's a S with no apostrophe
So jazzy with it
Classy as a Winston
Witty with the women, so savvy when my pen hits
This business is business, so don't get it twisted
Don't even show me interest if you not paying interest
Sayin hi to my nosey neighbors who hatin hard
Cuz I'm the noisy neighbor jammin' in the front yard
No time to R & R, my party bout to start a march
Raise up! We about to start a march!
[Hook - Phelix]
Protestin for the go-getters, don't let up
Had to bring the bass back for that Mo Betta
Ain't too many dope rappers makin dope records
Had to make the needle drop for that Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
Yo Elië take that shit away..
[Verse 2 - Elië Anadhani]
Yo, I'm surrounded by pessimistic, narcissistic
Negative snake bitches and savage niggas
Fake it to make it pitches from actresses
Makin up naked pictures on mattresses
Facebook bangin, Instagram slangin
Throwin up gang fingers of random cliques
But the caption on her pic, say the yamp bad as shit
Seen her steppin off the curb on a Red Rapid 710
Cross the street from the 76 like
Right there over there by Nix right?
She probably was gonna gas somebody to cash her SSI check
A side-bitch
Look like she smokin
Thought she was "Dancin With The Stars" but she's a Barbary Coast bitch
Cuz most bitches know niggas that know niggas on some hoe shit
Swear up and down, he from the town, but the bro said he not from Rollin'
Feds snatched him up, but his potna got the quarter
Heard he rolled over in O.R the next mornin'
Bumpin "nigga, I ain't worried bout nuthin"
Cuz his pockets gettin swollen
But them niggas on the corner put a hit out on his daughter
Lit up the boy Nova, now he out here smokin water
Steady, lookin over his shoulder, man the game is a cold one
So trust no one and roll solo dolo
Cuz its "get money and fuck niggas"
You either ride or you get rolled on
So I'm content with being my lonesome
On some "fuck the world" shit, I don't owe em nothin
Hoes be frontin, actin like the bitch they really wasn't
Mean that ol' stank pussy bitch ain't funkin, I'm known for stuntin
Shittin on these yamps at any moment
Fuck you and them niggas and bitches that you roll with
Must you befriend individuals you ain't cool with?
Bullshit, if I don't fuck with you, you know it
Real shit, hoe niggas be the worst ones to roll over
Real quick, broke bitches be the worst ones to hand over
They 2 cents, "oh no" shit, you the dopest
Hottest you ever been, I was that in '06
Matter fact when I think back
I was spittin this crack since yo bitch was rockin dusty jellies at fuckin Perry
What's so sick is this is not rap, it's just my inner thoughts
Being laid on a track, the train of thought never caught
Cuz this is not rap, it's just my inner thoughts
Being laid on a track, the train of thought never caught
[Hook - Elië Anadhani & Phelix]
Protestin for the go-getters, don't let up
Had to bring the bass back for that Mo Betta
Ain't too many dope rappers makin dope records
Had to make the needle drop for that Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
Yo, hear that bassline
That's that butta
[Verse 1 - Phelix]
Yo, if you in search of elevation come talk to me
On a quest to be the best, Coelho with the Alchemy
In an El Camino with a fine breezy poppin' seeds
I take her on a shopping spree before we hit the winery
I've been highly high this week
Callin out to all the freaks who playing games of hide-and-seek
Olly olly oxen free
Yadda, yadda, talk is cheap
Thoro like I'm Zorro, I'ma need my money plural
That's a S with no apostrophe
So jazzy with it
Classy as a Winston
Witty with the women, so savvy when my pen hits
This business is business, so don't get it twisted
Don't even show me interest if you not paying interest
Sayin hi to my nosey neighbors who hatin hard
Cuz I'm the noisy neighbor jammin' in the front yard
No time to R & R, my party bout to start a march
Raise up! We about to start a march!
[Hook - Phelix]
Protestin for the go-getters, don't let up
Had to bring the bass back for that Mo Betta
Ain't too many dope rappers makin dope records
Had to make the needle drop for that Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
Yo Elië take that shit away..
[Verse 2 - Elië Anadhani]
Yo, I'm surrounded by pessimistic, narcissistic
Negative snake bitches and savage niggas
Fake it to make it pitches from actresses
Makin up naked pictures on mattresses
Facebook bangin, Instagram slangin
Throwin up gang fingers of random cliques
But the caption on her pic, say the yamp bad as shit
Seen her steppin off the curb on a Red Rapid 710
Cross the street from the 76 like
Right there over there by Nix right?
She probably was gonna gas somebody to cash her SSI check
A side-bitch
Look like she smokin
Thought she was "Dancin With The Stars" but she's a Barbary Coast bitch
Cuz most bitches know niggas that know niggas on some hoe shit
Swear up and down, he from the town, but the bro said he not from Rollin'
Feds snatched him up, but his potna got the quarter
Heard he rolled over in O.R the next mornin'
Bumpin "nigga, I ain't worried bout nuthin"
Cuz his pockets gettin swollen
But them niggas on the corner put a hit out on his daughter
Lit up the boy Nova, now he out here smokin water
Steady, lookin over his shoulder, man the game is a cold one
So trust no one and roll solo dolo
Cuz its "get money and fuck niggas"
You either ride or you get rolled on
So I'm content with being my lonesome
On some "fuck the world" shit, I don't owe em nothin
Hoes be frontin, actin like the bitch they really wasn't
Mean that ol' stank pussy bitch ain't funkin, I'm known for stuntin
Shittin on these yamps at any moment
Fuck you and them niggas and bitches that you roll with
Must you befriend individuals you ain't cool with?
Bullshit, if I don't fuck with you, you know it
Real shit, hoe niggas be the worst ones to roll over
Real quick, broke bitches be the worst ones to hand over
They 2 cents, "oh no" shit, you the dopest
Hottest you ever been, I was that in '06
Matter fact when I think back
I was spittin this crack since yo bitch was rockin dusty jellies at fuckin Perry
What's so sick is this is not rap, it's just my inner thoughts
Being laid on a track, the train of thought never caught
Cuz this is not rap, it's just my inner thoughts
Being laid on a track, the train of thought never caught
[Hook - Elië Anadhani & Phelix]
Protestin for the go-getters, don't let up
Had to bring the bass back for that Mo Betta
Ain't too many dope rappers makin dope records
Had to make the needle drop for that Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta
That's Mo Betta