Look - Lil Tracy, Buku Bandz

Yah

(Better Off Dead)

You know how we rockin'

Lil Tracy, Buku

Yeah, yeah

Buku

Yeah, I flex on my ex, yeah she so stressed

New girl so fine, snortin' coke off her breasts

Tracy and Buku some pirates, yuh, we chase them treasure chests

What?

What?

We chase them treasure chests, aye

She on her period, still throw that neck

Ew, ew, ew, ew, aye

Walkin' by these hoes, they break they necks

No homo we pretty ass niggas, no homo we pretty ass niggas

Coolin' with yo girlfriend, she got her ass out

Kurt Angle on that bitch, I make her tap out, yah

We do everything to get that cash, pow

Go that extra mile, go the extra mile

Pull up to the club, they like look, look, look, look

I’m with my dogs yeah, woof, woof, woof, woof

Pull up to the club, they like look, look, look, look

I’m with my dogs yeah, woof, woof, woof, woof

They say that we the best now, ignorin' texts now

Girl you look so let down cause I’m up next now

Look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look

Look, look, look, look, won’t you look, look, look, look?

Watch me blow the stress out into a stress cloud

I’m all about a check now, about a check now

Look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look

Look, look, look, look, won’t you look, look, look, look?

Things are lookin' good in my hood

I’m tryna' get some money, what’s good?

Come look, look, look, look

Look, look, look, look, won’t you look, look, look, look

Yeah, yeah

Come look, look, look, look

Look, look, look, look

Won’t you look, look, look, look?

Why don’t you look, look, look, look?

Aye, aye, aye

Won’t you look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look

Look, look, look, look, won’t you look, look, look, look?