[Verse 1: Skoop Gangbaby Centos]
I'm pushing these zips, I'm pushing these bricks
I make that shit flip, This forty on me so i never slip
I'm fucking your bitch, She loving my dick
She loving my chain, She loving my wrist
Look at my wrist, Some icy shit
These hundreds on me, Don't buy a bitch shit
My niggas insane, They keep the [?]
You play with the gang, You get yo ass [?]
There's no competition, So stay in your lane
You run up on me, Than squeeze out your brains
You say you got bands, Well nigga come show me
T Haish in the cut, He rolling up dodi
Got liquor and lean, I'm moving real slowly
You not on your block, Cuz i be up on [?]
? you at, My niggas they strapped
These hollows they come and they Hit in his hat
They make your shit splat, I'm back to the trap
I'm bagging the sack and I'm cooking the crack
And I'm hitting these juggs, I'm hitting these licks
I'm trying to get rich, So fuck a bitch
You is a stain, I'm taking yo shit
Where is yo bands, I'm running yo shit
[Chorus: Wonnie Dang]
No competition, Niggas is no competition
Motherfuck the Opposition, Bitch my possie winning
Bitch if i see it and want it i send my guys out to get it
Its no competition
Motherfuck the opposition, My niggas they winning fuck nigga
Its no competition
All the fuck i gotta do is holler gang out, and them niggas tripping
[Verse 2: Tre]
Finesse and the pack head, Its straight to the trap
With the plug on my lawn trying to get his shit back
You see competition, Ain't no competition
We winning my nigga, Go check out the stat
I'm high as a kite, and i'm gripping my pipe
You come at me wrong, and you losing your life
I'm creaming yo bitch, and i'm getting it right
I'm deep in the pussy, i'm banging her lights
These niggas some hoes, and you don't want no smoke
I catch one of ya'll, and i'm drilling no joke
You think its a game, fuck around and get poke
He was laughing at first, But now he [?]
Headband in my blunt, 36 in my gun
Your Jays on my feet, With bands on my thumb
That bitch yeah she with me, I'm sipping on mud
She want me to fuck, That loud got me stuck
You looking for me, You know where i am
I'm cooling on 21st in fazo land
Cool rolling on mollies, might catch em a body, money got the 40 squeeze toting the shotty
I'm killing these niggas, ain't killing this beef
Don't make me get low in your bushes and creep
Make you feel this heat, knock you off your feet
Pull up to your crib, leave a murder scene
[Chorus: Wonnie Dang]
No competition, Niggas is no competition
Motherfuck the Opposition, Bitch my possie winning
Bitch if i see it and want it i send my guys out to get it
Its no competition
Motherfuck the opposition, My niggas they winning fuck nigga
Its no competition
All the fuck i gotta do is holler gang out, and them niggas tripping
[Verse 3: Wonnie Dang]
My nigga i'm tripping
Seen that goofy nigga flexing with too many packs and the stacks
Now i'm loading extensions
He got something that i want, so i got's to go out to get it
Now i'm on a mission
My tre the driver and me skoop the squeeze out the front door [?]
My niggas we killing
If he hesitate to give up everything, Than [?]
They gon'[?]
Me and the gang in the game and we like the Bulls in 96' so you know that we winning
That bitch on my hip bout' the business
My favorite team player on mamma
She Jordan I'm pippin
Whenever i'm up and than shoot me a three ain't no D [?]
They rocking with me nigga fuck it, any pussy boy can get it
[?]
That's just straight up how i'm feeling, Letting it blow if I lift it
Ya'll niggas is bitches
Playing like you about that life, No that ain't the life you living
My nigga you tripping
Your ass ain't really off the court, Cuz you ain't got the mission
You niggas ridiculous
Don't bring yo ass by that water, If you ain't ready to jump in it
Its no competition
