Better Than Me - Q Money

Christian Dior on my feet, shoes five hundred a piece, these bitches ain’t cheap

See me in public they try not to speak, these niggas be weak, I’ma wolf and

they sheep

Dark tinted windows when I’m about to creep

I’m on my shit I’m not missing a beat

She ain’t a hoe but she freaky for me

She freaky for me

Feel like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Like Muhammad Ali

Niggas be talking that extra to me

What you spelling to me

Still ain’t met a nigga fresha than me

Still ain’t heard a nigga better than me

She know she ain’t gon' find that nigga that beat that pussy redder than me

Ooh, better than me

Ooh, better than me

Ooh, kill it my G

Ooh, niggas ain’t better than me

I been in since I hopped out the womb

I hop in my coupe, I pull up just like vroom

Everybody know that boy Q got the juice

She wanna fuck she keep sendin' me nudes

I fucked her face now she got a loose tooth

She got a loose tooth

Bitch I might go pull up to my old school

Just to go stunt on my principal

Ten bands on my physical

You nigga be miserable

Hop out the coupe and I hang out the roof

Finger up I ain’t fuckin' with you

I get that money then I act a fool

Take $ 30k and go sit by the pool

I swear this money be changing my mood

All of my bitches be sayin' I’m rude

If you don’t listen then you get the boot

Bitch you get the boot

Ooh ooh ooh shoot, you know it’s cute

Still ain’t met a nigga fresha than me

Still ain’t heard a nigga better than me

She know she ain’t gon' find that nigga that beat that pussy redder than me

Ooh, better than me

Ooh, better than me

Ooh, kill it my G

Ooh, niggas ain’t better than me