Better Than You (feat. Cash Cobain)

Better Than You (feat. Cash Cobain) - Cardi B/Cash Cobain

Lyrics by：Belcalis Almanzar/Anderson Hernandez/Michael John Mulè/Isaac De Boni/Jordan Thorpe/Javaan Durrell Anderson/Cashmere Small/Norman Ingram

Produced by：Vinylz/FNZ

Yeah better than you look

Better than you look ***** better than you smell

Better than you taste better than you face

Better than you huh everything better than you look

***** I'm better than you

That's your friend **** that ***** I'm

Better than her too uh-huh ******* 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 ***** in all my mirrors

Diamonds and water this ***** is clear

Bein' like you's my biggest fear

I do it bigger than *******' veneers

They throwin' shots then tell 'em "Cheers"

You ain't on my level ***** it's tiers

All my cars is chauffeured

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 all them hoes gon' see

This fat ass and this long-ass weave

Uh-huh

I'm doin' **** they can't believe

I'm doin' **** that they can't fathom

Seven years off and it's still a classic

Seven years off and you still ain't passin' uh

Eating hoes up huh bring me a napkin yeah

******* is hurt ooh get 'em an aspirin

Daddy take me to Aspen

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 *****

Than who?

Better than you smell

Taste

Better than you taste

Better than you face

Dumb

Better than you

Ah ah

Everything better than you look

***** I'm better than you

That's your friend **** that ***** I'm

And who? And who?

Better than her too uh-huh ******* on hoes I got

Nothin' better to do okay yeah better than you and who?

Yeah yeah uh face bomb better than

Face bomb my body galore

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 ******* 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

I pop out and the crowd go wild

I showed 'em 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

******* wanna steal my whole technique

Now that I got it huh baby I'm polished

Got it 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

Can't no ever upgrade on me I don't care who he get

No

I stay in the newest **** my hair and my jewelry lit

Yeah

If I like it get two of it

On the phone

The phone

With my man like "Ooh I would look cute in this" ah

***** I'm better than you

Always better than you

Way more bread than you

Give better head than you

Always standin' on you

Hoes be prostitutes uh-huh

No ***** better than you get more wetter than you

Hatin'-ass ******* talk **** on the 'net but none of it ever be true

Ain't no ***** badder than you ain't a ***** got swagger like you

And these ******* be all talk but none of that matter to you

No ***** ******* 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 Breez ***** 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 hearts stop like you?

Makin' *******' hearts drop like you givin' them hell nonstop like you

These ******* 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 process you

Can't no pop it to you got your own funds you poppin' it too

Please don't argue with me ain't no ***** hotter than she like damn