NO BETTA

No better than me, been on the run Scared of defeat Take it and leave Fast on the feet don't bring them to me Riding round with 100 bands Vacuum sealed with rubber bands Packed it up in a sprinter van Gotta wash it up, gotta make amends She bringing her friends Going bezerk toting extended mags I did it again feel like I'm critch Making her do a little dance She feeling the spice Neck on ice cold like a frigidaire Body all nice cooking the rice Stay till the end of the night Ducking the lights keep it on site Running up packs every night Took the easy route Man on a mission I need it now My demons screaming loud Just like your bitch she feigning now No better than me, been on the run Scared of defeat Take it and leave Fast on the feet don't bring them to me Riding round with 100 bands Vacuum sealed with rubber bands Packed it up in a sprinter van Gotta wash it up, gotta make amends Move in silence Niggas watching, plotting If you move quiet They won't catch you slipping Try and keep balanced So I can get to stepping oh Benjamin's calling up It makes me wanna fall in love Gotta keep standing up Feel like I'm golden just hit a power up Somebody gone count on us To do it and push, to do it get it done I can never run I am the chosen one Use the gas to clear my lungs Need the cash to get it done More than once hit with a crazy little combo Hit with a Chevy a Tahoe You not paying with my hoe She a real shooter yeah She a pursuer yeah She going down for me She around me No better than me, been on the run Scared of defeat Take it and leave Fast on the feet don't bring them to me Riding round with 100 bands Vacuum sealed with rubber bands Packed it up in a sprinter van Gotta wash it up, gotta make amends