SPOKEN:
What's up mad violinist?
Oh you wanna take it to FAMU?
OK! We'd like to welcome you yo Tallahassee Florida.
Home of the mighty, mighty, Rattlers.
Oh yea, and one more thing,

I bet yo band aint better than mine.

VERSE 1: 
Bet this here
let me gone get this straight
let me gone get this clear
Fuck back then
set it off one mo' 'gain
we gone prove we the best this year
start right here
start right muh'fuckin now
right here in front of our folks
in front of our fans
Ima go ham on the mic
show out right in front of your band
we be playin
Drag aint playin no games
watch how I do my thing
break it down like wu-ang
I came to bring the pain
Harpo from the brain
What my name is? 
Savanna Yung Drag
all the way turned up to the max
Raffle time off in this bitch
on my Q-Dogg just pull out the stick
Awe shit. Yea thats it
Light the kush, inhale that shit
Smokin on dank so loud nigga
everybody in the crowd gone smell that shit
Everybody lay it down 
come on and represent yo town
Everybody in the stands
come on and represent yo band.

CHORUS:
I bet yo band aint better than mine
No you can't, Get with my band
I bet yo band aint better than mine
No you can't, get with my band
No you can't 
I bet yo band aint better than mine.

VERSE 2:
From the F L A
Not where the tropics be at
but from that gunshine state
where the country be at
Funkin music got me rappin out a while
FAMU spinnin shit since I's a child (Now watch me blow)
Hold on, Hold on, what you gots to say? 
Nappy Headz pop and back it in a major way
Bes' believe before you leave, on its way, or are you here?
Its my people cl-cl-clappin and sayin

CHORUS:
I bet yo band aint better than mine
No you can't, Get with my band
I bet yo band aint better than mine
No you can't, get with my band
No you can't 
I bet yo band aint better than mine.

VERSE 3:
Now if yo band had swagger
or maybe if ya band director had of taught you some of this this right here
then none of this would matter
and Cheif Constantine
wouldnt have to make a song with all these fluts, clarinets, trumpets, and trumbones.
My drum strap made by Luis Vuitton
Luis shoes, Luis drumsticks, and Gucci batons
Who you think you foolin?
You not foolin me son
You be askin my band for favors 
now we doin you one
Heres some advice
Get some more members and we'll talk negotiation 
If you hatin, we not pacin, we take it as motivation
understand this corporation is more like a congregation
that come up with compilation 
that'll have you makin faces like ewwww

CHORUS:
I bet yo band aint better than mine
No you can't, Get with my band
I bet yo band aint better than mine
No you can't, get with my band
No you can't 
I bet yo band aint better than mine.


Thanks to Leckz for correcting these lyrics