CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : 4 Morant (Better Luck Next Time)
The beach is a good place to pick up girls because you can really see what you're getting
Most beaches are full of chicks
And they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're
Hm,
mm, mm
I've been moving in backward directions
During astral projections
I plaster my ass on the wall for attention
I need faster connections
Past is regret, I flashed from the genesis
If I didn't care what my friends did
Friends will pretend in the end when you get big
Get slick, get quick, wanna spend shit
Ends with a sniff or a huff from rejection
I
can't handle rejection
Seeing my reflection
Damn, no one gets it
Should I be kind or remind that I'm weak?
Before I'm falling behind every week
I'm too shy when guys get to peek
I cry from my eyes to my feet
Stares to the street, to the gutter, from the sea
When I mutter in my sleep
I say "Mother never weep"
My brother finds blood
I say "Shut up before she sees"
And I'm not motherf*cking tryna won-wonder where she be
Won-wonder where she be
Thunder on my teeth
Spitin' natural disasters
God told me "Cat, don't mess with the past tense"
You're testing the masses
So guess what the fact is?
My ex's moving back to her
Next, gonna get big checks from the sets
Next, from the dancers
Next, from the models
This hennessy is cursed
Someone hexed all the bottles (Someone hexed all the bottles)
I swear on my life, I always try
But in my eyes, I can fly
Sigh
Better luck next time
Be-be-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Be-be-be-be-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Be-be-be-be-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Be-be-be-be-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Be-be-be-be-be-be-be—
[Intro]
The beach is a good place to pick up girls because you can really see what you're getting
Most beaches are full of chicks
And they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-and they're
Hm, mm, mm
[Verse]
I’ve been moving in backward directions
During astral projections
I plaster my ass in the wall for attention
I need faster connections
Past is regret, I have flashed from the genesis
If I didn’t care what my friends did
Friends are pretend
Wanna end when you get bit
Get slick, get quick, wanna send shit
Ends with a sniff, or a huff, or injection
I can't handle rejection
Seein' my reflection, damn, no one gets it
Should I be kind and remind that I’m weak?
So I fall behind every week?
I’m too shy when the guys take a peek
I cry from my eyes to my feet
Stairs to the street to the gutters to the sea
When I mutter in my sleep, I say “Mother never weep”
My brother finds blood, I say “Shut up ‘fore she sees”
Another motherfucking trap
W-wonder when she weeps, w-wonder where she be
Thunder on my teeth, spit natural disasters
God told me, "Cat, don’t mess with the past tense"
You’re testing the masters, so guess what the fact is
My ex is a bachelor
Next, can they get big checks from the sets?
Next, from the dancers
Text from the models, this Hennessy is cursed
Someone hexed all the bottles
[Pre Chorus]
I swear on my life I always try
But in my eyes, I can fly
Sigh
[Chorus]
Better luck next time
Better-better-better luck next time
Better luck next time (Next time)
Better-better-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Bet-bet-bet-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Bet-bet-bet-better luck next time
Bet-bet, bet-bet
Bet-bet, bet-bet
I've been moving in backward directions
During astral projections
I plaster my ass on the wall for attention
I need faster connections
Fast as regret
I flash from the gemses
If I didn't care what my friends did
Friends that pretend
Wanna end
When you get bit
Get slick, get quick
Wanna smash, shit
Ends with a sniff or a huff from injection
I can't handle rejection
Damn, my reflection
Damn, no one gets it
Should I be kind and remind
that I'm weak?
So I fall more behind every week
I'm the shine when the guys take a peek
I cry from my eyes to my feet
Stairs to the street, to the gutters, to the seas
When I mutter in my sleep
I say: Mother, never weep
My brother finds clutters
She shudders when she sees
Another motherfucking trap
Wonder when she weeps
Wonder where she be
Thunder on my teeth
Spit natural disasters
Guys on the cat
Don't mess with the past tense
You're testing
the masters
So guess what the fact is
My ex was a bachelor
Next can they get big checks from the sets
Next from the dancers
Text from their moms
This Hennessy is cursed
Someone hexed all the bottles
(Someone hexed all the bottles)
Swear on my life, I always try
But in my eye, I can fly
Sigh
Better luck next time