Better Than You (feat. Cash Cobain)

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Yeah, better than you, look Better than you, look, bitch, better than you smell Better than you taste, better than you face Better than you, huh, everything better than you, look Bitch, I'm better than you If that's you friend then fuck that bitch I'm Bettin' her too, uh-huh, she ain't no hoes, I got (What?) And I ain't better to do okay, if better than you then who? Huh, huh, huh, face bomb, huh, huh, better than you then who? I'm a bad bitch, you know my mirrors Diamonds and water, this bitch is clear Feel like this my biggest fear I ain't doing bigger than bitches veneers They throw shots, them tell them cheers You and all my level bitches tears All my cars is chauffeur I ain't touch door handles in years Hoes gotta talk behind my back 'cause that's where them hoes be at 'Cause that's where them hoes gon' see, this fat ass and this long ass weave I'm doing shit they can't believe, I'm doing shit that they can't fathom Steady or soft and it's still a classic, steady or soft and you still ain't passin' Uh, feed hoes up, uh, give me a napkin, yeah Bitches is hurt, ooh, get him an aspirin Daddy, take me to Aspen I wanna twerk in the cabin Pretty hoes do what they want Ooh, that's the law of attraction Yeah, how I'm doin' Better than you, better than who? Better than you, look, bitch Better than you, smell, taste Better than you taste Better than you taste Better than you face (Dumb) Better than you, bitch I'm better than you Look, bitch, I'm better than you, if that's your friend, fuck that bitch, uh Better than her too, uh-huh Shit, no hoes, I got Nothing better to do, okay, yeah Better than you, uh-huh, uh, yeah, uh Face bomb, better than face bomb My body galore I'm at the game, it gotta be floor For them lay ass, it gotta be sore Talk is cheap, so she gotta be poor You know these bitches, they got no taste You know these hoes ain't got no place You know these hoes ain't got no style I'm thot-thot when the crowd go wild I show them how to be sex-sexy She ain't dressed like that before she met me Baby I'm crying, I'm dead, I'm weak Bitches wanna steal my whole technique Now that got it, baby I'm polished, can't be modest I'm too poppin' Believe me I tried it, suckin' my teeth, rollin' my eyelids, huh These broke hoes make my coochie itch, can't no nigga ever braid on me I don't care who he get I stay in the newest shit My hair, my jewelry lit If I like it, get two of it On the phone with my man like, ooh, I would look cute in this Bitch, I'm better than you Always better than you Way more bread than you Get better hair than you Always stand on you Hoes be prostitutes No bitch better than you, get more bread than you Hatin'-ass bitches talk shit on the 'net, but none of it ever be true Ain't no bitch badder than you, ain't no bitch got swagger like you And these bitches be all talk, but none of that matter to you No bitch fuckin' with you, know how to up it like you Know how to bust it like you Came through, skin tea, body tea, these hoes ain't nothing like you Diamonds dance like Chris B's, bitch, please, nobody run it like you, like damn Who you know got it like you? Who you know pop it like you? Who you know soon as you walk in the spot, make niggas heart stop like you? Makin' bitches heart drop like you, givin' them hell nonstop like you These bitches is not like you Came straight from the bottom of the dirt, came out on top like you And it's pain 'cause you put in all the work, can't no nigga process you Can't no nigga pop it like you Got your own funds, you poppin' it too Please don't argue with me, ain't no bitch hotter than she Like damn