I Think I’m Better

[Intro: Louie Ray]
Know what I’m saying?…
Know we stand on fine business, man niggas playing out here
I’m working for this shit but only time will tell
Niggas talk to much, alright

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Do I deserve the recognition that I get? Shit, only time will tell
Bro ain’t walk that bitch down by himself, I did that time as well
Spots action, caught red handed, traffic, my survival real
Falling off too close to damn near dying, I got survival skills
I’m a get this paper like I promised, I touch dollar bills
We learned to press them circles up ourselves so we not buying pills
Sign who? Bitch I’m rich as you, we not applying deals
I had this bitch hold out some stacks, was rapping, I apply it still
You not around ‘cause you thought you was lit, I guess that’s my fault
You don’t know what to say or ain’t got shit to say but that’s just my thoughts
(Mmm..)
Stay in yo place, worry bout whеre you stay, you see I got off
No matter how many up and downs that I go through, you see I’m not off
I’m pressurе, this the type of smoke will choke you, they know better
Gallery sweats off the SB dunks cause they go better
I got racks to trick but hoes don’t even ask ‘cause they know better
I can’t tell you ‘bout that lick we had on phones ‘cause I know better

[Chorus: Louie Ray]
You think you big and on your shit, I think I’m better
I think my bitches badder than your bitches and they wetter
I’m bragging on my bitches, my hoes got they shit together
My hoes nasty, when I see ‘em, it ain’t no questions it’s whatever
You think you big and on your shit, I think I’m better
I think my bitches badder than your bitches and they wetter
I’m bragging on my bitches, my hoes got they shit together
My hoes nasty, when I see ‘em, it ain’t no questions it’s whatever

[Verse 2: Mellow Rackz]
Hi, I’m Mellow Rackz and yes, I’m signed by the goat
Wheezy F Baby, put 200 in my coat
Bitches want the smoke I’m ‘bout to let they ass choke
Sometimes I be laughing but this shit is not a joke
Put in all this work so I ain’t never going broke
Seen too many demons in my life, I upped the sco’
First class only, fuck I look like flying coach?
She call him private, go pick up a bag and get excited
Smoking hybrid
I’m stressed out, all my dogs had got indicted
And it’s free ‘em ‘til I see ‘em, real niggas keep it quiet
Getting money, eating good, I ain’t never on a diet
Why these lil ass puppies think they big dog?
I was speeding down the e-way, then the police took my tints off
Do it like yo bday, Lauderdale in this big, dog
Broward County raised me, biggie Z in this bitch, dog
You know we some vultures, not no mfs sea hawks

[Chorus: Louie Ray]
You think you big and on your shit, I think I’m better
I think my bitches badder than your bitches and they wetter
I’m bragging on my bitches, my hoes got they shit together
My hoes nasty, when I see ‘em, it ain’t no questions it’s whatever
You think you big and on your shit, I think I’m better
I think my bitches badder than your bitches and they wetter
I’m bragging on my bitches, my hoes got they shit together
My hoes nasty, when I see ‘em, it ain’t no questions it’s whatever
Yeah