BETTER THINGS by Young Garcia Lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh (Woo)
Yuh, we back on the mob shit, you already know what that is
Yuh, true macabre shit, yuh

[Chorus]
She ahead of me (What?)
Gave her everything (Yuh)
She got better things (Damn)
She got better things (Huh?)
She a Beatles fan (What?)
I'ma let it be (Let it be)
Reject my wedding ring (Woo)
Accept my Hennessy ('Sy)
She got better things (Yuh)
She got better things (Yuh)
She got better things (Better)
Shе got better things (Bettеr things)

[Verse]
Girl, my head is clean (Yuh)
Got that energy ('Gy)
You remember me? You remember me?
No, she too special (She too special), woo
She on a whole 'nother level
Turn on the TV, man, she on the channel
And she can play the piano, damn, uh (Fuck)
She the freshest, give her the bust down necklace (Necklace)
She gave back the necklace, she told me I'm livin' too reckless, fuck
Fuck, why you ignoring my message? (Uh)
She said "'Cause I'm working and I don't got time to go check it"
She ahead of me
[Chorus]
She ahead of me (What?)
Gave her everything (Yuh)
She got better things (Damn)
She got better things (Huh?)
She a Beatles fan (What?)
I'ma let it be (Let it be)
She ahead of me (What?)
Gave her everything (Yuh)
She got better things (Damn)
She got better things (Huh?)
She a Beatles fan (What?)
I'ma let it be (Let it be)
Reject my wedding ring (Woo)
Accept my Hennessy ('Sy)
She got better things (Yuh)
She got better things (Yuh)
She got better things (Better)
She got better things (Better things)

[Outro]
Better things, better things, yeah