You Betta (Jesus Take The Wheel)

You Betta (Jesus Take The Wheel) Song Text

Ayy
Little b**ch, you better...
Little b**ch, you better...
Little b**ch, you better...
I let...
Ayy

Why you always throwing dubs on that b**ch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let...
Why you always throwing dubs on that b**ch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let, I let...
Little b**ch, you better...
Little b**ch, you better...
Little b**ch, you better...
Little b**ch, you better...
Ayy, little b**ch...

I need an outlet, baby, bounce that
Why you talking out your mouth, trick? Baby, bounce that
I got too much on my plate for you not to shake something
We could take it out the states for you, I'd be great for you
I got cousin up in county, they jus threw a case on 'em
I got homie in the morgue, we just had a wake for him
Little baby, I'm a block man, it ain't safe for us
When you come around with vibes I need you to shake something
Why you always in my head? I prefer the neck from you
I just wanna catch a cloud, I don't need the stress from you
I just need a little energy, we try to take this sh*t across the water
Eat your pussy on the balcony, my appetite go harder
I'm a dog, hoe, I beat the brakes off it
Know you stressed, all that pressure, let me take the weight off you
Know you stressed, all that pressure, let me take the weight off you
Let me, let me...

Why you always throwing dubs on that b**ch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let...
Why you always throwing dubs on that b**ch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let, I let...
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Ayy, little b**ch, you better...

Casamigos [?]
I can get that pussy with a card
Love me some something chocolate, I got black queen fetishes
Real body fetishes, get in there like the crevasses
Stretch marks hitting, all the surgery repetitive
Celebrate my W's, my L's seem [?] less this year
You do too much gossip, always changing narratives
Real niggas don't do that, little b**ch
Poke it out, let me screw that, little b**ch
Money long, I done grew that, little b**ch
LA nigga, I grew up on Dickie's with the creases
But my money don't fold, [?]
Need some time away from work? Baby, call me
All this stress, come and take the weight off me
All this stress, come and take the weight off me
Let me, let me, hoe

Why you always throwing dubs on that b**ch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let...
Why you always throwing dubs on that b**ch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let, I let...
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little b**ch, you better... (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little b**ch, you better

Go b**ch, go b**ch