SBOE - Better Than Them lyrics

[Hook: SBOE (w/ Rich Homie Quan ad-libs)] I’m tryna get out the hood, they say they wanna see me win They wanna see you do good, just never better than them Me, I put on for my city, do anything just to win They wanna see you do good, just never better than them But, me, I’m so better than them, me, I’m so better than them They wanna see you do good, just never better than them But me, I’m so better than them, me, I’m so better than them Me, I’m so better than them, but me, I’m so better than them [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] We hustle better than them, her pu**y lil wetter than them Heard they had work in they house, we pull up and put them Berettas on them My money longer than theirs, team a lil stronger than theirs Real n**gas fill up the room and I’m smellin’ smoke in the air My watch a lil more expensive, hustle a lil more intensive Partners a year over twenty and everyday, they ride around wit’ extendeds I cook it better than them, phantom a hundred more bands This stainless steel on the hood, when I pull up, they know I ain’t playin’ We tryna get out the hood, I’m tryna make sure we good SBOE in that tank and they pull out that drank and they blowin’ on good Up from the hills in LA, we come from that block wit’ that yay North Memphis n**ga, we f**kin’ wit’ Queens and real street n**gas just say [Hook] [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] I pull up straight off the lot, boy I’m so better than them Trippin’ bout b**ches, that’s nothing, I got bout several of them 442, I got a Cutla*s, I put them stripes in the middle Shawty say she want that pudding, I got nothing but vanilla I on the low what I paid, I dropped the most since September [?] Don’t ask me what I just ate, eat that pu**y like Thanksgiving Beat that pu**y, make her feel it, s** it baby, get to nibblin’ I’m tryna get out the hood, hopin’ after that, n**ga I’m finished You can get it, hope that you don’t feel rushed I got a thousand guns plus wit’ me, plus Slowbucks, that’s my n**gas I sound like I’m in my feelings but I just want you to feel me And I ain’t tryna go back to that livin’, whoa, let you know that cuz [Hook] [Verse 3: Boosie Badazz] I represent for my city, I have no problems in them I ain’t just hustle on the street n**ga, I slang them yoppers and them I ain’t worried bout nothin’ y’all heard bout, you concerned bout what y’all heard bout Got a thing though, ain’t the same though, I hustle smarter than them I keep that 40 wit’ Tim, you [?] don’t want see me win Look in my face wit’ a grin, and you want me back in the pen Like my n**ga Meek say. it’s levels to this sh** So the b**ch you think bad dawg, she ain’t even impressin’ me n**ga They say they wanna see me win now, and hit the top But when I went to the pen, half the world forgot Who dropped the realest sh** since Pac, dislike when I used to drop drops I make yo’ salary in one night chump, I hustle smarter than them [Hook]