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Doin' Better Video (MV)




Performed By: Sam Evston
Length: 2:12
Written by: Lauren Martinez




Sam Evston - Doin' Better Lyrics




We doing better than you
Double G rollin the glue
Genuine leather my shoes
Breaking the net views

Dropping the top
We poppin out
Nigga we better than you
Cockin the Glock
Aim for the mouth
Bullets they coming for you

Flip the script now we getting rich
Paid in full money making Mitch
Drop outta school ain't graduate
Drippin in jewels like im shabba ranks
Pull up the tab and i run it up
Getting the strap bussin a cap
For niggas who testing my character
Gucci the bag poppin tags
I do not see no competitors
Yall are so basic and regular
These niggas talking repetitive
Mixing my henny w sedatives
Given no f*cks like celibate
Used to be nicking and dimeing
Got my bitch drippin diamonds
Chasing the bucks like im giannis
Nigga ask what type of time im on
Ima sore loser can't take a loss
2500 in st laurent
Peep how we flexin and drippin sauce
Keepin a pack in my fanny pack
21 she keep on running back
Lil bih she don't know how to act
Droppin her off where i found her at

Pitch forks on the car keys
Issa 4 door tinted mazzi
Me and my niggas need big rings
2320 the dream team
Putting 8th ina wood cause i got
Sick and tired of smoking em string beans
Dropping the top in my hood
And im blasting my shit so these haters could see me

We doing better than you
Double G rollin the glue
Genuine leather my shoes
Breaking the net views

Dropping the top
We poppin out
Nigga we better than you
Cockin the Glock
Aim for the mouth
Bullets they coming for you

Boom boom boom boom
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We doing better than you
Double G rollin the glue
Genuine leather my shoes
Breaking the net views

Dropping the top
We poppin out
Nigga we better than you
Cockin the Glock
Aim for the mouth
Bullets they coming for you

Flip the script now we getting rich
Paid in full money making Mitch
Drop outta school ain't graduate
Drippin in jewels like im shabba ranks
Pull up the tab and i run it up
Getting the strap bussin a cap
For niggas who testing my character
Gucci the bag poppin tags
I do not see no competitors
Yall are so basic and regular
These niggas talking repetitive
Mixing my henny w sedatives
Given no f*cks like celibate
Used to be nicking and dimeing
Got my bitch drippin diamonds
Chasing the bucks like im giannis
Nigga ask what type of time im on
Ima sore loser can't take a loss
2500 in st laurent
Peep how we flexin and drippin sauce
Keepin a pack in my fanny pack
21 she keep on running back
Lil bih she don't know how to act
Droppin her off where i found her at

Pitch forks on the car keys
Issa 4 door tinted mazzi
Me and my niggas need big rings
2320 the dream team
Putting 8th ina wood cause i got
Sick and tired of smoking em string beans
Dropping the top in my hood
And im blasting my shit so these haters could see me

We doing better than you
Double G rollin the glue
Genuine leather my shoes
Breaking the net views

Dropping the top
We poppin out
Nigga we better than you
Cockin the Glock
Aim for the mouth
Bullets they coming for you

Boom boom boom boom
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Writer: Lauren Martinez
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