What’s Better lyrics

[Chorus]
Ask me whats better, VETEMENTS or Margiela?
You or her? Which is better
Got 'Marney sh*t on, like a sweater
Balenci n' sh*t, it was better
My pockets so fat it never miss dinner
I couldn't take bro anywhere, he a spinner
I couldn't take her anywhere with no manners
She look at my shirt, my pants, I'ma dripper

[Verse]
Damn, why you trippin?
I got knowledge to sh*t, I ain't missin
Yeah I get by with my sh*t, I ain't dissin
Switch up the drac' got me feelin like Ben 10
"Where yo location lil' n*gga?" I'm sendin'
Pull up to place, where a' n*gga be hidden'
You look at my face, before yours get hit in
You push up my place, please ain’t think that I'm pimpin'
You can stay down baby, I ain't meant, to do that
I just got Glock, and I meant, to shoot that
How you got Glock and you didn't even shoot back?
Just got this bag man it still got the new tag
He ain't gon', nope, n*gga don't even do that
How I'm gon push up the place where the food at?
Really, though baby, I don't even know her
Plug finna gimme that pack like a loaner
'Member day's I was all on my own
Didn't see college wanted get it poppin'
I got too high want pull it out they socket
762. I told her I could rock it
n*gga mad bout a b*tch I did not hit
Goofy ass, want go up like a c*ckpit
Not with yo gang only tweakin' with top picks
Pushin' on sh*t bet I push in with profits
She a arson, she got AR in her garments
Yeah, and this Smithin' too hot let my arm heal
Lil bro', get in the box, its a car flip
Don't take me on no stain I am not him
Y’all gon run in his sh*t, ready to pop him
Ready to drop him, got sh*t on my body, got sh*t on my pockets
One more trip to Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, they got it
Got sh*t on my body, her pus*y on too nice
[Outro]
(Crip) Her pus*y on too nice, been with that sh*t get me too nice
I broke her feelins'? Well sh*t I ain't do nun'
Tell my cup-
What?
Tell my cup I'm still in love, you my boo thang
All of these feelins' on me, I'm annoyed