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So Much Better

Childish Gambino

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So Much Better

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I'm cooler than an ice cube, yeah I'm rude'Bout to get your head sliced, yeah I'm niceAnd you 'bout to pay the priceLike The Price Is Right, but I'm not Bob BarkerYes, I get down like I'm Charlie ParkerMeaning that I'm musically inclinedIf you try to get with mine I'm about to blow yo head backGet another bullet and I spray bullet (bullet)And I spray back, pop, pop, click, click (drop, drop) downNow they lookin' for your body like all over the townNiggas, my name Gambini, I used to be cleanNow I'm dirty martini, 'cause this boy met world like FeenyThese niggas make wishes like genieNigga you know how we doLatinos, black people, and gringosThis money stained my fingers like CheetosBlast it out your speakers like keedoh'Cause I can barely hold it all in like SpeedosThese niggas got a lot of nerveThese niggas got a lot of speaksAnd all these skinny bitches busy shop at AnthropologieWho you tryin' to be?I'mma take my girls to Bim and treat 'em like a VipBecause I am a G, ugh (G, ugh)I start the party like Chex MixPut it in your house like NetflixBeat, nigga, it's what's for breakfastY'all niggas got beef with this kidY'all niggas' punks and stay punks like the MisfitsI'm way off in the distanceY'all done lost the race like MccainBut like Mccain, you used to be cool but now you lameIt's hard to maintain ain't it?Because I am so much better (than before)My swag is so sick, you might catch itI'm tired of fuckin' 'round with little kids like I'm Brad PittThese little kids need to play in traffic'Cause all they was was make a nigga giggle like mad-libsI'm hot like an attic in the summerAnd girls scream "Sick Boi" like we know each otherBut we don't know each other, you ain't my fucking brotherWe need to separate like organic peanut butterMy lightsaber flashing, my kneecaps ashyAnd girls of the world used to walk right past meNow I hang with girls like my girl Kate PerryI might have to marry Kate like my name AshleyThese rappers don't know what they up againstThey can't see a nigga like my names SnuffleupagusIf you don't like my shit, why the fuck you bumpin' this?I am so much better (than before)You better get it clean good 'cause this the last strawAnd break inside house and leave your gas onNigga, we Nasa, 'cause we 'bout to blast offGo in the bathroom, we see you peein' like I'm Shasta McnastyGet it? Upn? Shasta Mcnasty?Nigga, I'm a masterAnd I'm fucking plasteredI don't need a fucking beat for this, I can make my shit upWhile I go here's the part that I'm about to show yaI'm the best 'cause I gottaThe devils wears PradaAnd he's got a boom boom like Welcome Back, KotterLeave your guy like my daughterGot cheese like frittata, greed, and filataGot ya, mamaMost rappers want the drama, but I don't want the dramaI just want a quiet night down at BenihanaI rap 'cause I gottaDude's got nadaI make 'em all proud like my middle name Obama
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