[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Wrist lookin like it been dipped,
Dipped in that, dipped in that, dipped in that.
Script lookin like it been flipped,
Flippin that, flippin that, flippin that.
Pull up in that foreign, my God,
Whole squad get in that, get in that,
Please say it ain't true, I had to go and cop two,
Hell nah, we can't fit in that!
[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Wild ones, like we fresh out the cage,
Showtime, baby, fresh off the stage,
Bad lil mama, fresh off the page.
Front like you love it,
But you know that you hate it.
Yeah, you know no better,
Yeah, you know no better,
Yeah, you know no better,
Ooh!
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Travis Scott]
Yeah, you know no better,
Say you different, who you kidding?
Yeah, you know no better,
Ooh, save that talk for the ones
Who don't know no better.
'Cause, baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better.
Straight up!
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know, I know no better.
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Top dropped off on my whip,
Wippin that, wippin that, wippin that.
Yellow and that purple on mix,
Mixin that, mixin that, mixin that.
Copped my bitch from the tropics,
You know where she sittin at,
Takin shots, pourin bottle after bottle after bottle,
Hell nah, we ain't sippin that!
[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Wild ones, like we fresh out the cage,
Showtime, baby, fresh off the stage,
Bad lil mama, fresh off the page.
Front like you love it,
But you know that you hate it.
Yeah, you know no better,
Yeah, you know no better,
Yeah, you know no better,
Ooh!
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Travis Scott]
Yeah, you know no better,
Say you different, who you kidding?
Yeah, you know no better,
Ooh, save that talk for the ones
Who don't know no better.
'Cause, baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better.
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know, I know no better.
[Verse 3: Quavo]
Quavo!
Drop top on the whip,
Dab of ranch on the chips.
Ice cream gave her chills,
Too much cash, pay the bills.
I make her ride Mercedes,
I can afford the latest.
Baby, ignore the ratings,
Just pull up, we pop out, we ragin.
We know no better,
Stack my bread up,
Don't get fed up,
Ain't gon' let up,
You told me to shut up,
But Imma do better.
It's not my race,
Get out my face,
Drop my case.
Which way?
Dat way!
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Travis Scott]
Yeah, you know no better,
Say you different, who you kidding?
Yeah, you know no better,
Ooh, save that talk for the ones
Who don't know no better.
'Cause, baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know you better.
Baby, I know you better,
Baby, I know, I know no better.
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