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
That’s your friend, fuck that bitch, I’m
Better than her too, uh-huh, shittin’ on hoes, I got (What?)
Nothin’ better to do, okay, yeah, better than you, and who?
Huh, huh, huh, face bomb, better than (And who?)
I’m a bad bitch in all my mirrors (Mirrors)
Diamonds and water, this bitch is clear (Clear)
Feelin’ like losing my biggest fear (Fear)
I do it biggеr than bitches’ veneers (Veneers)
Thеy throwin’ shots, then tell ’em cheers (Cheers)
You ain’t on my level, bitches’ tears (Tears)
All my cars is chauffeured
I ain’t touch door handles in years (Uh-huh)
Hoes gotta talk behind my back (My back)
‘Cause that’s where them hoes be at (Be at)
‘Cause that’s all them hoes gon’ see (Gon’ see)
This fat ass and this long-ass weave (Uh-huh)
I’m doin’ shit they can’t believe (Believe)
I’m doin’ shit that they can’t fathom (Huh)
Seven years off and it’s still a classic
Seven years off and you still ain’t passin’, uh (Ah)
Eating hoes up, huh, give me a napkin (A napkin, ayy)
Yeah, bitches is hurt, ooh, get ’em an aspirin (Huh)
Daddy, take me to Aspen (Mhm)
I wanna twerk in a cabin (Yeah)
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 (Than who?), better than you, smell (Taste)
Better than you, taste (Um), better than you, face (Dumb)
Better than you, huh (Ah, ah), everything better than you, look (Ah)
Bitch, I’m better than you (Than you)
That’s your friend, fuck that bitch, I’m (And who? And who?)
Better than her too, uh-huh, shittin’ on hoes, I got
Nothin’ better to do, okay, yeah, better than you, and who? (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, face bomb, better than
Face bomb, my body galore (Yeah)
I’m at the game, it gotta be floor
Foot on they ass, it gotta be sore
Talk is cheap, so she gotta be poor
You know these bitches ain’t got no taste (No)
You know these hoes ain’t got no place (No)
You know these hoes ain’t got no style (Haha)
I pop out when the crowd go wild
I show them how to be sex-sexy
She ain’t dress like that ‘fore she met me
Baby I’m crying, I’m dead, I’m weak
Bitches wanna steal my whole technique
Now that I got it, huh (Got it), baby, I’m polished (Polished)
Can’t be modest, I’m too poppin’ (Poppin’)
Believe me, I tried it (Uh)
Suckin’ my teeth, rollin’ my eyelids, huh
These broke hoes make my coochie itch (Uh)
Can’t no nigga ever braid on me, I don’t care who he get (No)
I stay in the newest shit, my hair and my jewelry lit (Yeah)
If I like it, get two of it
On the phone with my man like, “Ooh, I would look cute in this” (Ah)
Bitch, I’m better than you
Always better than you
Way more bread than you
Give better head than you
Always stand on you
Hoes be prostitutes, uh-huh
Ahahaha
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 a 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 nothin’ 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
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