"Tell Me Who Better" lyrics
(021)
Aye-yai-yai-yai (What? What?)
Aye-yai-yai-yai (Yeah)
Aye-yai-yai-yai
Yeah, yeah
(Uno, I killed it)
Sippin' Promethazine (021), whipping amphetamine (Yeah)
Woke up in the limousine, smoking on cookies and cream (Yeah)
Loving the loving, trap like a veteran (Yeah, skrrt)
My bitches are loving it, et cetera, et cetera (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Wedding band that's on me, look like a wedding (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
She got the work and that's how we flexing me (What?)
Bitch, you'd be lucky if you can stand next me
And my bitch ballin', I'm not Kevin Federline
And I got big birds and they ain't come from Sesame (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
I come and deport your home, I ain't Mexican
I have some virgins than want to have sex with me
Bitch wanna drill me 'cause I got the recipe
Niggas had doubted twice, I got the recipe
I got the chopper, shoot him (Yeah)
I'm gonna shoot him 'til that boy is rest in peace
Look at my diamonds, they blindin' you carelessly
Niggas tryna play me like I am a fool
Pity the fool that really trying to play me
Booty stand up like she the real Slim Shady
She a crack baby like she from the eighties
I'm having dope like I'm Lil Baby
Ice in my cup, nigga, come face me
All of this gold really Caucasian
I got the voice for any situation
I got that blicky, licky in particular
Know I throw that blicky if this shit get sticky
She ride on that dick like a Kawasaki
No Parker but what I say about a Willie?
No kids, I got that ho up in a giddy
My diamonds look better when I got on Fendi
My bitch is so pretty 'cause she got on Fenty
Can you get down and gritty when it come to clitty?
You dig what I'm sayin'?
Sippin' Promethazine, whipping amphetamine (Yeah)
Woke up in the limousine, smoking on cookies and cream (Yeah)
Loving the loving, trap like a veteran (Yeah, skrrt)
My bitches are loving it, et cetera, et cetera (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Wedding band that's on me, look like a wedding (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
She got the work and that's how we flexing me (What?)
Bitch, you'd be lucky if you can stand next me
And my bitch ballin', I'm not Kevin Federline
And I got big birds and they ain't come from Sesame (Brr)
(Brr)
(Uno, I killed it)
Aye-yai-yai-yai (What? What?)
Aye-yai-yai-yai (Yeah)
Aye-yai-yai-yai
Yeah, yeah
(Uno, I killed it)
Sippin' Promethazine (021), whipping amphetamine (Yeah)
Woke up in the limousine, smoking on cookies and cream (Yeah)
Loving the loving, trap like a veteran (Yeah, skrrt)
My bitches are loving it, et cetera, et cetera (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Wedding band that's on me, look like a wedding (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
She got the work and that's how we flexing me (What?)
Bitch, you'd be lucky if you can stand next me
And my bitch ballin', I'm not Kevin Federline
And I got big birds and they ain't come from Sesame (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
I come and deport your home, I ain't Mexican
I have some virgins than want to have sex with me
Bitch wanna drill me 'cause I got the recipe
Niggas had doubted twice, I got the recipe
I got the chopper, shoot him (Yeah)
I'm gonna shoot him 'til that boy is rest in peace
Look at my diamonds, they blindin' you carelessly
Niggas tryna play me like I am a fool
Pity the fool that really trying to play me
Booty stand up like she the real Slim Shady
She a crack baby like she from the eighties
I'm having dope like I'm Lil Baby
Ice in my cup, nigga, come face me
All of this gold really Caucasian
I got the voice for any situation
I got that blicky, licky in particular
Know I throw that blicky if this shit get sticky
She ride on that dick like a Kawasaki
No Parker but what I say about a Willie?
No kids, I got that ho up in a giddy
My diamonds look better when I got on Fendi
My bitch is so pretty 'cause she got on Fenty
Can you get down and gritty when it come to clitty?
You dig what I'm sayin'?
Sippin' Promethazine, whipping amphetamine (Yeah)
Woke up in the limousine, smoking on cookies and cream (Yeah)
Loving the loving, trap like a veteran (Yeah, skrrt)
My bitches are loving it, et cetera, et cetera (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Tell me who better than
Wedding band that's on me, look like a wedding (Aye-yai-yai-yai)
She got the work and that's how we flexing me (What?)
Bitch, you'd be lucky if you can stand next me
And my bitch ballin', I'm not Kevin Federline
And I got big birds and they ain't come from Sesame (Brr)
(Brr)
(Uno, I killed it)
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Troy Lane
