Correction Paroles Make It Better/Gucci Sweater* par Trippie Redd

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Lyrics from Snippets

Haha
You know everything okay, bit' (Haha)
Yeah (You so f**kin' funny), [?]
Wow (DJ on the beat so it's a banger), slatt
Ah, ah (Big ol' racks)
Big 14, know what the f**k goin' on (Ah, ah, ah, ya dig? Yeah)
Ha (Yeah), yeah

If you sad, bae, I'll make it better (Better)
f**k you good, bae, I'll make it wetter (Wetter)
Versace with a Gucci sweater (Sweater)
Everybody know I keep Berettas (Berettas)
I get to the guap, I count the cheddar (Cheddar)
Cheese, but I'm not a rat, b*t*h, I got feathers (Feathers)
Birds of a flock,flock together (Feather)
I would hate to be the ops, them n***as dead, yeah (Dead, yeah)

Suck my d**k, b*t*h, I need my mind blown
I was outside, flexin' different time zones
I know n***as on my head, but my shoulders still connected
n***a, get this lethal weapon, leave a slideshow
Yellow tape, b*t*h, don't condone fake sh*t
n***as fakin' on the kid, boy, don't get a face lift
I got Glocks, b*t*h, I don't need no phone to send no message
n***a stressin', n***a, beat a n***a ass just like Tekken, n***a (DJ on the—)

If you sad, bae, I'll make it better (Better)
f**k you good, bae, I'll make it wetter (Wetter)
Versace with a Gucci sweater (Sweater)
Everybody know I keep Berettas (Berettas)
I get to the guap, I count the cheddar (Cheddar)
Cheese, but I'm not a rat, b*t*h, I got feathers (Feathers)
Birds of a flock, flock together (Feather)
I would hate to be the ops, them n***as dead, yeah (Dead, yeah)

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