Who Better?

One thing I can promise you, even in this market
Is that I never ask my clients to judge me on my winners
I ask them to judge me on my loses because I have so few
(Ayy, Kontrol, sauce it up)

I swear to God when I hop on the beat, swear my flow is unmatched, stampin' nobody better (Hell nah)
Brodie ain't playin' around, he ain't fuckin' with no one, go hard in the paint like a center (Ah)
I got an AP that's sittin' on my left wrist, these diamonds so cold, I think I need a sweater (Uh-huh)
I'ma start flexin' on niggas 'cause niggas be swearin' they got it, they really a debtor (Grrah, grrahh)

Ayy
They really a debtor (What the fuck)
Niggas be cappin', they don't get the cheese (Hell no)
VVS diamonds, you look and you freeze
Get off my dick, I ain't talkin' 'bout Veeze
Freaky lil' bitch, she keep textin' my DMs, she said I'm a lock and then she got the key (Let's go)
Hellcat, the engine gon' sound like a bee (Skrt)
Styrofoam double cups up with the lean (Ayy)

Let's go
He got his Jordan's from motherfuckin' Wish (Goddamn)
Hop out the cut, like it's football, we blitz
They partners and tellin', they Lilo and snitch
Young nigga lead you the way like a bridge (On bro)
Droppin' them disses, but shit was so mid (On God)
Gotta stay solid, can't fight over bitches
Niggas will slime yo' shit out like a squid (Grrah)
Ball like Juwanna Man, I get the dollars, man (Ayy)
Big Richard Millie gon' sing like it's Sullivan (Uh)
Wet like a gutter, man, smooth as a butter-man
Can't love that bitch 'cause she lovin' another man (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Reach for the top like a black Yankee fitted (Okay)
I'm steady ballin', two steps on my pivot (Two steps on my pivot)
Just like a scholar, I'm really committed (I'm really committed)
I'm tryna pop where I'm from, the big ticket (Woah)

I got Benjamin on speed dial, quick to call and get some cash (Yeah)
All my niggas get the money, if they don't then I'ma thrash (Like, what)
Big flamethrower in the booth, when I'ma drop, they say it's gas (Uh-huh)
I don't need no diamond tester, this shit so real, this shit ain't glass (Brr, brr, brr)

I swear to God when I hop on the beat, swear my flow is unmatched, stampin' nobody better (Hell nah)
Brodie ain't playin' around, he ain't fuckin' with no one, go hard in the paint like a center (Ah)
I got an AP that's sittin' on my left wrist, these diamonds so cold, I think I need a sweater (Uh-huh)
I'ma start flexin' on niggas 'cause niggas be swearin' they got it, they really a debtor (Grrah, grrah)

Ayy
They really a debtor (What the fuck)
Niggas be cappin', they don't get the cheese (Hell no)
VVS diamonds, you look and you freeze
Get off my dick, I ain't talkin' 'bout Veeze
Freaky lil' bitch, she keep textin' my DMs, she said I'm a lock and then she got the key (Let's go)
Hellcat, the engine gon' sound like a bee (Skrt)
Styrofoam double cups up with the lean (Ayy)



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Writer(s): Daniel Clarke
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