Better than you ever Been

[Intro: Taylor Bennett] Than you ever been, yeah Lookin' better than ya ever been Okay, yeah, uh Yeah [Chorus: Taylor Bennett] Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been Wrote you something special Just so you can run and tell your friends Perfect in your melanin, and elegance your element Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been, uh Lookin' better than ya ever been Wrote you something special Just so you can run and tell your friends Perfect in your melanin, and elegance your element Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been [Verse 1: Taylor Bennett] Baby girl you looking bad as fuck But your friends want me, you must have a job or something When I'm just trying to shoot my shot like Iverson You probably fuck with NBA niggas, and I'll be one You know, young niggas ball all the time like Melo Keep a couple OG shooters called Melo And if you only fuck with white dudes (Aw hell naw!) Well fuck it, I could be Othello Only black nigga with side-court passes wavin' hello Got big gats and big black pearls like Jack Sparrow Could take you to Ruth's Chris but I'd rather take you to Harold's And Chicago shit is real, it's the industry that's the error Miss the TV, eat my enemy, energy, and my level If I didn't shoot my shot, couldn't handle my rifle better I thought you was Coretta, but you was more like Cruella So fuck it, it's okay mommy I'ma let you go to bed, uh [Chorus: Taylor Bennett] Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been Wrote you something special Just so you can run and tell your friends Perfect in your melanin, and elegance your element Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been, uh Lookin' better than you've ever been Wrote you something special Just so you can run and tell your friends Perfect in your melanin, and elegance your element Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been [Verse 2: Young Thug] You lookin' better than ever Good sunny tan like you dodgin' bad weather Yeah, big meat, Roc-A-Fella 24 shares, like you collectin' feathers Yeah, since we speaking 'bout feathers I got Mink on my doors and Gucci for the fellas Yeah, I ain't ever work for Diddy Know I dance, but I got a Rolls Royce Umbrella Keep me cold under my fashion They got a tall red hoe from passion She a horse, voice raspin' Tiger stripes on her booty, call her Lion King White toes and they tiny Ask her do she like hoes, she's say "slightly" I'm running from her soul in these Nikes Bad bitch, she deserve to be in the pen, 'cause [Chorus: Taylor Bennett & Both] Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been Wrote you something special Just so you can run and tell your friends Perfect in your melanin, and elegance your element Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been, uh Lookin' better than ya ever been Wrote you something special Just so you can run and tell your friends Perfect in your melanin, and elegance your element Baby girl you lookin' better than ya ever been [Outro: Taylor Bennett] Than ya ever been Yeah, lookin' better than ya ever been Okay Yeah, uh