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Yo Gotti

No Competition

 

No Competition

(album: CM10: Free Game - 2022)


[Yo Gotti:]
Yeah
Yeah
Shh, shh, shh, shh
(GnB)
Frrt, frrt, frrt (Yeah), frrt (Yeah, yeah)

I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas (Beep)
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas (Beep, yeah)

Niggas spending paper on these bitches like it's competition
'Fore I was a rich nigga, all I knew was stoves and kitchens
Shorty got the bag with the big B, that's a brick for it
Shorty got the AP on her wrist, it ain't the lil' boy
All my niggas bosses in the camp, it ain't no lil' boys
All my niggas'll drill something
All my niggas'll— shh something
You can't eat off my table, lil' nigga, you ain't no real one
You ain't got no money, nigga, that's your fault, go and get you some
I lead by example
I was down bad fucked up, for example
Jumped in an Enterprise rental, went to Atlanta
Met a nigga with a hundred 'bows and clamp 'em (Give me that)
Remember me?
Riding in a Chevy (Chevy), now I'm in a Phantom
Front row of the awards (Grammys) and I got the hammer
Lil' bro smoking out the grammies, he ain't got no manners
But he got some money and he taking care of his family

I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas (Beep)
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas (Beep, yeah)

Everybody rich (Rich), ain't no competition (Nah)
Everybody bitch (Bitch), slut her, then we switching (Yeah)
Everybody lit (Lit)
Looking like a whole bunch of niggas selling bricks
This 'bout real as it gets (Ha)

It's so many guns in this bitch, it's like a competition
Call it repetition
I'm good with the numbers on the scale, I'm a mathematician
I'm going to the bank or to the jail with my niggas
I know my position (What's that?), never tell on a nigga (Ever)
I just pray that FN never fail on a nigga (On God)
I can send a contract or a bale to a nigga
You go before that judge, they try to rail them a nigga (Damn)

I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas (Beep)
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas (Beep, yeah)

Everybody rich (Rich), ain't no competition (Nah)
Everybody bitch (Bitch), slut her, then we switching (Yeah)
Everybody lit (Lit)
Looking like a whole bunch of niggas selling bricks
This 'bout real as it gets (Ha)

[Black Youngsta:]
Everybody 'round my looking like Franklin on Snowfall (Gang)
I sold plenty blocks, I put my racks off in the Goyard (Gang)
Don't try to cop no work from me if you know I don't know y'all (Pussy)
I got plenty opps, ain't trusting shit, I'll probably blow y'all (Baow)
Thumb through that paper 'cause that's the type of shit I'm used to (Frrt)
I'm tryna spin that pussy block 'til I knock him out his Fubu (Skrrt, baow, baow, baow)
That's the way I do you, when you turn bitch, I don't salute you (Pussy nigga)
Once you play foul with your dog, I swear, I can't recruit you (Heavy Camp)
Heavy Camp shit, we still stepping on shit, we still take 'em down (Gang)
I ain't tryna compete with no nigga unless we busting rounds
Stand to myself, lot of these niggas fake, I don't want them pussies around
I ain't looking for loyalty in none of these niggas 'cause he in lost and found

[Yo Gotti:]
I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas (Beep)
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas (Beep, yeah)

I got lawyers on retainer
Riding with that Drac' like I ain't famous
You riding with it too, shit, I don't blame you
We too close to these streets, this shit dangerous

done

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