Competition by Kenny Mac Lyrics
[verse]
These niggas ain't about that life
Dont catch nobody dont tote no pipes
I see a brick I whack a brick
Dont need no money fuck that price
On my block we in them cuts bitch dog pound out here day and night
Ride past and then looking right on that bitch like white on white
Acting like you with the shits kuddo and juice come flipping shit
They say they toting thirty clips really drilling with lips and shit
Shoutout durk for competition
If they send shots they won't hit shit
He ain't duck so thats his fitted
Snatch him up now that boy missing
GDK GDK GDK
Run up on him couple shells to his face
If you cooling on your block it ain't safe
I dont want no trace so I do him with the 8
Fuck her face out you a weak bitch
Hundred k got her out on the least snitch
Shoutout lil D for that street shit
We doing hits while the opps playing defence
Rest in peace johhny boy and webo
Rest in peace to mac and etho
Take him down if he flexing with a meat roll
Lil chewy in the cut I bet he blow
We ahead like a race, proposal to his ass so he seeing me spray
He snitching to jake and we dropping a rakes, his bitch is a I and we see him DK
Im knowing they fate, and if you up next im taking your place
I like the gun sound so thats what I make
I take him down cause he like cake
Go and get the 50 shot and the mac off
Thsee niggas dont know I got macs sauce
Hees a call I ain't know he was that soft
Stay on the G to the 3's make the the backs off
Roll up po' up that lean
Flame up now blow that steam
That shit ain't what it seems
Polo gon' make that scene
And my niggas OTD
Only a few from green
You just my little scene
Only if you dodge the beam
These niggas no competition
Deep inside they just some bitches
Duck your top before I split it
Light you I ain't no messing
These niggas ain't about that life
Dont catch nobody dont tote no pipes
I see a brick I whack a brick
Dont need no money fuck that price
On my block we in them cuts bitch dog pound out here day and night
Ride past and then looking right on that bitch like white on white
Acting like you with the shits kuddo and juice come flipping shit
They say they toting thirty clips really drilling with lips and shit
Shoutout durk for competition
If they send shots they won't hit shit
He ain't duck so thats his fitted
Snatch him up now that boy missing
GDK GDK GDK
Run up on him couple shells to his face
If you cooling on your block it ain't safe
I dont want no trace so I do him with the 8
Fuck her face out you a weak bitch
Hundred k got her out on the least snitch
Shoutout lil D for that street shit
We doing hits while the opps playing defence
Rest in peace johhny boy and webo
Rest in peace to mac and etho
Take him down if he flexing with a meat roll
Lil chewy in the cut I bet he blow
We ahead like a race, proposal to his ass so he seeing me spray
He snitching to jake and we dropping a rakes, his bitch is a I and we see him DK
Im knowing they fate, and if you up next im taking your place
I like the gun sound so thats what I make
I take him down cause he like cake
Go and get the 50 shot and the mac off
Thsee niggas dont know I got macs sauce
Hees a call I ain't know he was that soft
Stay on the G to the 3's make the the backs off
Roll up po' up that lean
Flame up now blow that steam
That shit ain't what it seems
Polo gon' make that scene
And my niggas OTD
Only a few from green
You just my little scene
Only if you dodge the beam
These niggas no competition
Deep inside they just some bitches
Duck your top before I split it
Light you I ain't no messing