[Intro: Lil Tracy & Buku Bandz]
Yah
Better Off Dead
You know how we rocking
Lil Tracy, Buku
Yeah, yeah
Buku


[Verse 1: Lil Tracy]
Yeah, I flex on my ex, yeah, she so stressed
New girl so fine, snorting 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
Walking by these hoes, they break they necks
No homo, we pretty ass n***as, no homo, we pretty ass n***as
Cooling 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
[Verse 2: Buku Bandz]
They say that we the best now, ignoring 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 looking 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?

[Outro: Buku Bandz]
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?