Better Than Yours

[Chorus] See my album brings all the boys to the yard Damn right, that's better than yours Damn right, that's better than yours I could teach you, but you ain't got bars My album brings all the boys to the yard Damn right, that's better than yours Damn right, that's better than yours I could teach you, but you ain't got bars [Verse] Done with the small talk, man'll get cocky Aim for the top, cos cuzzy I want it I talk facts, you man shout waz About how you ain't real unless you claim to be on it Said I never had balls, I didn't start beef Nah cuzzy that's logic Man went to war for the ego Then win and gain fuck all from it (Uh) Sicker than vomit is If you're on about cheese, I'm more on it than Wallace is Too many broken promises, I'm harder to read than privacy policies Teacher be try giving me Anthony Horowitz But I never read books in my life fam, I listen to music Now I'm gonna take over the planet because of it Few man hate but I love them still Fuck them then, fuck them still Transfer market for rapper and barrers, my price tag is 100 mil Young, smart, undoubted potential With 5 star weak foot, 5 star skill One time for the clean, one time for the will Time for the sad, one time for the ill [Chorus] My album brings all the boys to the yard Damn right, that's better than yours Damn right, that's better than yours I could teach you, but you ain't got bars My album brings all the boys to the yard Damn right, that's better than yours Damn right, that's better than yours I could teach you, but you ain't got bars [Verse] Closed book fam, can't nobody open me Hopefully one day I'll say what I feel without 17 spiced rum cokes in me When I do, drinks up, lets toast to me I could do the real O2, still belling up Daneo to open a show for me Everyone I try talk openly Locally, better than me there's nobody League of my own like Chippy or Corden League of my own so get me on tour then League of my own so butters we pour them League of my own and its better than yours then Levels and shit you're nowhere near fam Six miles back When a man quit my job just to start a career fam Now I don't stress about the price of a beer fam [Chorus] My album brings all the boys to the yard Damn right, that's better than yours Damn right, that's better than yours I could teach you, but you ain't got bars My album brings all the boys to the yard Damn right, that's better than yours Damn right, that's better than yours I could teach you, but you ain't got bars [Verse] I wear Tech Fleece, not Technicolor But I swear down when I bought my dream coat I been real enough for days And I think about the goal enough Fair, Lil Yachty got a speed-boat Love me like a drug, feeling wavy when we fuck Make enough she don't need coke I ain't nothing like the rest, tell her say it with your chest Baby girl when you finish give me deepthroat She love me like she need me Fuck me like she missed it Elegant, freaky, classy, fuck her on a car seat Talented and nasty, happiness is hard g Back and a Bacardi Spent so much time writing lyrics at a station Only right the music give me platform I was 17 heading school, spitting fire in a train But I always made the track warm