Competition lyrics
by Young Pappy
[Intro]
2 Cups
That sh*t Double M, b*tch (n*ggas know we deep)
PBG sh*t (I see Lil' 4)
TFG, b*tch (Blake)
[Chorus]
Shout out to my opposition (Die L's)
They know we do not be missin' (That sh*t DayDay b*tch)
Be cool, boy, my Glock extended (Shout out to Lil' 4)
Send shots, watch him drop the end
[Bridge]
f*ck Day Day, I'm hot as sh*t (sh*t Day Day)
Lil' bro told me: "Don't drop this sh*t!" (Don't drop)
They want me to stop and sh*t (Stop)
Quit speakin' on the opps and sh*t (Die L's)
{Gunshots}
[Verse 1]
f*ck Day Day, I'm hot as sh*t (sh*t Day Day)
Lil' bro told me: "Don't drop this sh*t!" (Don't drop)
They want me to stop and sh*t (Stop)
Quit speakin' on the opps and sh*t
Catch IG Nate, put the eight to his face (Boom boom)
Now the opps tryna tell me they not with him
f*ck Lil' Duke, these shots for him
Lil' 4 Mobb K 'cause they rock with him
[Interlude]
Let's get it!
[Verse 2]
Off the top, I'm never off the clock (Never)
The opps makin' more drills 'cause they lost a opp (Day Day)
On parole, I still pack a Glock
You hear them FN bullets then that MAC'll stop (Boom boom boom boom)
I do hits when I'm off the sh*ts (Dawg)
We don't miss, we just offing sh*t (Grah)
He freeze up, he can't talk his sh*t (The f*ck)
I'll be the reason you can't walk and sh*t
Playin' both sides in the field, sh*t (In the field)
I ain't even just rappin', boy, this real sh*t (It's real)
How I'm lackin' while it's crackin'? You ain't kill sh*t (Jaks)
Better ask Lucky what'll happen when I drill sh*t (Boom)
Day Day World K, b*tch
When we see 'em, just blow, we don't say sh*t (TFG sh*t)
Day Day World K, b*tch
When we see 'em, just blow, we don't say sh*t
[Chorus]
Shout out to my opposition
They know we do not be missin' (f*ck the opps)
Be cool, boy, my Glock extended
Send shots, watch him drop the end (Boom boom boom boom)
[Post-Chorus]
These shots for my opps: Lil' 4 and Blake Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That sh*t Day Day, b*tch, boy, this sh*t don't stop (That sh*t Day Day b*tch)
These shots for my opps: Lil' 4 and Blake Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That sh*t Day Day, b*tch, boy, this sh*t don't stop
[Verse 3]
Look like y'all want competition
Treat b*tches like opposition
n*ggas know I do not be missin'
But it's not just y'all, we poppin' b*tches
No, I'm not going, for bro, I'm blowin'
2 Cups know it, and even the opps know it
Your b*tch ain't sh*t, but a little thot hoe
Who gon' give me top then diddy bop, I'm going
But f*ck it, I'm on that, and I got that with me
And I ain't got a gat, b*tch, I got that semi
I do a hit, make sure that, that be empty
Snatch off in the car, bro, grab that Henny
All you f*ck n*ggas better get put up
'Cause n*ggas know me, f*ck
Y'all n*ggas gon' have to blow me
Boy, I need four, that was bro, n*ggas owe me
A couple bad hoes that don't put no n*gga before me
Boy, I'm from the Pole where it's cold and it's snowy
I'm smoking on dope and you smoking on Troy (Dope)
That b*tch tick-tock and it's not no Rollie, b*tch
[Chorus]
Shout out to my opposition
They know we do not be missin' (f*ck the opps)
Be cool, boy, my Glock extended
Send shots, watch him drop the end (Boom boom boom boom)
[Post-Chorus]
These shots for my opps: Lil' 4 and Blake Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That sh*t Day Day, b*tch, boy, this sh*t don't stop (That sh*t Day Day b*tch)
These shots for my opps: Lil' 4 and Bleak Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That sh*t Day Day, b*tch, boy, this sh*t don't stop (Die L's, Die L's)