No Competition

Big bank rolls
Lookin round ain’t no competition
Wrist on froze
Water rolling down my arm, dripping
Two tone Rolls
Pulling up on yo hoe, wipping
Blowing on smoke, Kush my cologne, purp my incent
Down then she wit it, its real let me feel it
She rubbing the stick, I play wit her titties
They call bout the money, I run to go get it
They said couldn’t do it and that’s why I did it
Million and spinning, I’m still independent
You ain’t help me make it don’t clock how I spend it
Make then blow it, I’m lit and I know it
They see me, I’m on now they all in they feelings
Want me I give her dose
Heard about it, come see it up close
In town so they clockin' they bitches
Don’t worry, I don’t want yo hoe
Run up, you won’t
Play if you want
Running up on me, get hit with that pump
I ain’t come to play witcha
I aim that K atcha
Boy we can handle this shit how you want
Ain’t worried bout nothing
Its not a discussion
Nigga was arguing, next min he slump
Beefin, I pray for ya
Got nunntin to say to ya
Niggas too close need to back the fuck up
Backwoods. Rolling sunntin potent
Talking loud, loud They gon’ smell us coming
Blowing money shit ain’t never nothing
100K in Gucci probably never touch it
I’m forever thuggin, Im forever stuntin
You ain’t talking money you ain’t sayin nothing
If she bad Im busting, boy that’s not a question
I need head, concussion
I need spit and suction
I ain’t even talking but don’t you interrupt me
If I feed yo bitch then she gon’ wanna fuck
Tie her hands say don’t you fucking touch me
Say you like it rough, bitch how rough you want it
Gun in my bag
Coming up, turning up, blowing up, fucking up tags
Running up packs
Cuttin up, rolling up, pulling up
Suck it up, Nigga you mad
Ain’t fronting you jack
Play and get capped
Cops run down, Nigga bet you you’d rat
32 Mac
9mil strong enough to lay a pussy nigga right down on his back
Don’t come to my trap you ain’t welcome
Nigga hard of hearing I can help em’
Nigga all beef get dealt wit
I'ma rockstar, no Elvis
When seasons change nigga so do my wips
Bought a Range picked up yo bitch
Throw a stack, she don’t gimme lip
In the back yard making porno clips
Heard you was hating (gun cock), Nigga say it again
Oh you was just playing, nigga fuck all that shit
Better stop playing wit niggas
Put that on my young ones
My niggas is gang members
I'll get you fucked up boy that's word to my mama