“Knew Better” Lyrics by JID, Lil Yachty is a latest English song in the voices of JID, Lil Yachty. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “Knew Better” song lyrics are also written by JID, Lil Yachty. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. “Knew Better” by JID and Lil Yachty is a wild, intense track where both rappers show off their unique styles and perspectives. The song jumps between sharp bars about street life, personal growth, and raw emotions, mixed with chaotic energy and dark humor. They rap about success, pain, survival, and standing out in a messed-up world. The hook reminds you: if you “Knew Better”, you’d probably do better.
Knew Better Lyrics
[Intro]
I’ll, one day, take over the w—
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
(Ruff, ruff, ruff)
Third quarter, three orders, back on the fence
New order, old testaments, I don’t like estimates
Need precision, dividends, on paper (Ruff, ruff)
Riding on scrapers, bandana ’round tapers
Geeking on X, break the pill like a wafer (Phew, ski, ski)
Brown sugar dipped in an apple, Ole Quaker
Codeine and codeine and codeine and codeine
And codeine in assembly, diamonds like shaker
Brown paper bag hold some soul exchangers (Phew)
I’ma shoot s*it like a Globetrotter (Phew)
Hoes wild away, still toes around me (Damn)
I’m a big-toe stepper, don’t check on lil’ bros
And don’t check, hope she took all of your valuables
If your ho double-take, dawg, she’s an animal
I would, I would, I would, I would
Traded my BM, mad all my hoes look just like her
Told her she’s the beta
Twingnem’ll go step for Lil’ Miles like a theta
Look like Beyonce, just wanna cater (Ruff, ruff, ruff)
Ducking off with her, I’m out in Decatur
The gentrified part, upping pole, ain’t no better (What the fu*k?)
If you knew better, you’d prolly do better
Twin turbo, two twins, knock ’em down like Twin Towers (Ski, ski, ski)
Badder than Shabazz and Coretta, I’m a real deal activist
I’m sipping mud, need a shower (Oh, my—)
Fu*k a ghost, I’m a real deal black n!gga
Standing and living outside with the power (That’s a fact)
MDMA on my tongue kinda sour
Far from a coward, prestigious as Howard (Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff)
In the two-door, doing two hunnid an hour
Headed down Broward, pour up a four, Zay Flowers
[Chorus: Lil Yachty & JID]
Mm, if you knew better, you’d do better, ha
If you knew better, you’d do better, ha
If you knew—, uh (Do better, ruff, ruff, ruff)
If you knew better, you’d do better, ha
If you knew better, you’d do better, kid (Look)
If you knew better, you’d do better, dude (Hop in the—)
If you knew better, you’d do better, ha (Watch, watch, watch)
[Verse 2: JID]
Look, uh, hop in the whip
Crank the b!tch as loud as it can get, you can make a lil’ vehicle flip
Bought my momma crib off of the “lyrical miracle spiritual” s*it (Hmm)
Imperial, get the grrt, scratch off the serial (Fah, fah, yeah)
Told her take if you too territorial (Yeah, fu*k)
They been murdering n!ggas for more than way down at memorials (‘Cause I’m from the Eastside)
See the murals, it’s a debt that was paid
With life laying in the bed that was made
Now, who funny? Too sunny, who brung the shade?
You running blue, come in, Bubonic plague
New money, power and respect, I could make ’em sick
A new Patek with the puke on the face (Eugh, eugh)
It’s the Crucible, d-d-d-d-doomdaying
I’m Duke Nukem route, put a juke on the jakes
Fast, gotta get the cash, do the dash
N!gga hit the gas, start Britney Spears dancing
Open chest, took one to the chin, I’m a champion
Tisha Campbell, I’m still here, I’m still standing (Oh, s*it)
After the storm clear, wash the blood off the curb
Only to find the sun burnt the city to dirt
Now, we outside thugging, gotta hit ’em where it hurt
God heard the people praying for mercy
See it from the outside, even look at the surface
You’ll see a certain people assemble and self-serve
You’ll circle around the Earth, you seeing the same circle
Determined to still kill and destroy and it’s still kinda work from back to
Whipping a slave to w—, whipping the work in the kitchen
Tripping it off a kitten to close the curtain
It’s certain this s*it is a curse and it’s very personal
So I’m putting it in a verse, you hearing it first
See you at church, n!gga (Oh)
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty with JID]
Uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
The Devil saw some people starting to give in (Yup)
Applying pressure, tried to squeeze out some sense (Phew)
Circo loco off the ten, bobbleheaded, buddy in the pen
Got his ass beat so bad, converted to Islamic ways (What?)
I don’t remember you back in the days
Calling my first name won’t make me remember
You n!ggas rather d!ck-ride and dismember (Ruff)
You n!ggas rather fall off than contender (Ruff, ruff, ruff)
You n!ggas rather lose spot than follow the agenda
You n!ggas— Tyson, y’all tender
I’ll pull out the fender, I personally sent the work back to the sender (Okay)
I am an organic holyfied sinner (Okay)
I am a granter, put s*it on my momma and mind, I’m a bad man (Okay)
If it’s not you, then it’s me, I’d be damned
I got kids who need pops, so I’m paying (Ski)
And if it’s smoke, I need work the same night
No next day, no timeout, no delaying
They live on the ‘net, they be playing (Phew)
I be preaching, pimping and popping it, yeah
S*it be popping, dropping and locking it, yeah
And my right hand on the west-side, it’s a FN and I’m cocking it (Woohoo)
I’m shooting this s*it with a stock on it (Grrah)
I’m shooting this s*it, I’m Stojakovic
I could never switch up, I ain’t Dončić
Country n!gga in the summertime
Rocking Chrome leather, look like bondage (Us)
With a bad b!tch, where’d you find it? I’m on timing
[Verse 4: JID & Lil Yachty]
Look, uh
The name and collection, know the gang I’m in (It’s the BlakkBoyz)
The time you should take, typa time I’m on
Beautiful world with a bunch of ugly events
Typa s*it the gang like to shine a light on
The flames, I was walking through the flames, the fire
Looking for angels, all I could see was the cranes in the sky
And the vision that God, my brothers and sisters and ancestors combined
Another plane, it’s playing with my mind
We stand at the dawn of a new era defined by three letters
The alpha, the line, the lead shepherd
So who tryna defy the word?
I turn this b!tch into fireworks, right now, n!gga, fu*k the fourth of July
Fu*k what they talking about, I’ll punch you and your word of mouth
With your south ass, something to say, I’m saying it now
Displaying the power, the slave gave me the brain, hours of pain
I’ll call it God Likes Ugly, it’s all the same s*it
[Outro]
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Knew Better Lyrics Meaning
[Intro]
[I’ll, one day, take over the w—]
Dreaming of dominating the world.
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Yachty jumps into this verse with raw energy and vivid images. He starts off in a chaotic mindset, talking about hustle during hard times and how he’s always calculating, avoiding guesses and needing exact results. He’s living fast—literally riding around in flashy cars and popping pills, referencing drügs like MDMA and codeine, showing a lifestyle full of risk and excess.
He throws in references to everything from old-school values to street code, mixing religious and cultural elements. The mention of brown paper bags and “soul exchangers” hints at shady deals or the darker side of the game. He compares himself to a Harlem Globetrotter, implying flashy skills, but not just for show—he’s also ready to get violent if needed.
He brags about the women in his life, even saying he replaced one who now resembles all the others he dates. It’s a flex, but also shows how disposable relationships can feel in his world. He references being with someone in Decatur but notes even in a gentrified place, danger is close by—pulling a weapon is still necessary.
The line “if you knew better, you’d probably do better” becomes a theme, meaning if people really understood the stakes or the struggle, they’d act differently. He keeps that same intense tone going with twin turbo metaphors, activist energy, and street wisdom all layered in.
Yachty also makes it clear he’s not pretending—he says he’s a real one living life in the open, not hiding behind gimmicks. He’s on drügs, moving fast, avoiding weakness, and staying proud of where he came from. Whether he’s referencing Howard University or throwing in street names like Zay Flowers, he’s saying he’s educated by life, not just books.
[Chorus: Lil Yachty & JID]
The hook is simple but powerful—it’s like a repeated warning or reminder. They’re basically saying, “If you were smart enough or had seen what I’ve seen, you’d make better choices.” It’s aimed at people who don’t get how deep or real things are, and it’s repeated to drill that lesson in. There’s a sense of pride and also a bit of a challenge—telling others to wake up.
[Verse 2: JID]
JID kicks off with heavy bars and confidence. He talks about driving fast, blasting music, and how rap gave him the power to buy a home for his mom—all thanks to his lyrical skills. He references guns and danger, making it clear that even though he’s got success, he’s still tied to the streets and has to stay ready.
He brings up people who’ve been killed and remembered with murals—showing the real cost of the life many glorify. He talks about living in a world where power and money can make people sick with envy, but he’s got both. His watch alone is so flashy it makes people gag. He compares the world to a “Crucible,” like a test under pressure.
JID then references slipping past cops (“juking the jakes”), speeding, and partying wildly. Despite the madness, he’s a survivor—took hits, but still standing. He shows resilience, comparing himself to Tisha Campbell from *Martin* who always bounced back.
He paints a post-storm picture of the city, where even after cleaning up the blood, things are still broken—burnt by deeper issues. He brings in spiritual reflections, noting how people cry for mercy while the world continues its cycle of destruction. He compares past and present—slaves used to be whipped, now they’re whipping up drügs in the kitchen. The curse of oppression hasn’t left, it just changed form.
He wants to speak for those struggles. That’s why he raps—to put that story out there, straight from the soul. No filters. He closes with a raw, honest line: you’ll see him at church, but don’t expect a sanitized version of the truth.
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty with JID]
Yachty starts off calling out how people crack under pressure. The Devil’s watching people slip, and society isn’t making it easy to stay strong. He throws in a wild moment about someone getting beaten in prison and converting, showing how deep the system messes people up.
Then he shifts to people trying to act close to him, but he doesn’t buy it. He’s not interested in fake love or fake loyalty. He calls out people who would rather fade out or betray others than stick to a real path. He’s saying a lot of people talk big but fold easily, like Tyson-level soft.
He’s confident in himself—calls himself a holy but flawed man. He owns his sins but stands tall as a provider, especially for his kids. He’s not playing around: if there’s trouble, he needs to settle it immediately. No delays, no talking. He criticizes people who only talk tough online and don’t show up in real life.
Yachty gets into a rhythm—he’s preaching, playing the game, and fully owning who he is. He brags about his weapons, his skills, and staying true to himself. He even shouts out NBA players like Stojaković and Dončić to say he’s not switching sides. He’s a southern guy wearing leather, wild with style, and always on point.
[Verse 4: JID & Lil Yachty]
They both step back and reflect on the world around them. JID mentions his crew, the BlakkBoyz, and says the time people spend should match the urgency he feels. The world may look beautiful on the outside, but it’s full of chaos underneath.
He talks about trying to find hope, but all he sees are construction cranes—no angels, just buildings. His ancestors, his people, his past—they all shape how he sees the world. It’s messing with his mind, and he feels like we’re stepping into a new age with deeper meaning, possibly spiritual or even revolutionary.
He says he’s ready to shake things up. He compares himself to fireworks, dismissing the typical Fourth of July celebration. He’s got real things to say, and he’s not holding back. He’s using the pain from history—especially the pain of slavery—to fuel his power and voice.
It’s a bold finish, full of defiance and soul.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung Knew Better song?
A. Knew Better song is sung by JID, Lil Yachty.
Q. Who wrote Knew Better lyrics?
A. Knew Better lyrics are penned by JID, Lil Yachty.
Q. Who has given the music of Knew Better song?
A. Knew Better music is composed and produced by JID, Lil Yachty.
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