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compete - sdot go lyrics

[intro]
oi, bullo
ay, huh
yo, jelly
grrah*grrah
aye, nxxre

[chorus: sdot go]
i like to party, but i need b*tches
clap—clap to the beat
i’m, i’m tryna see if she wit’ it
i could’ve sworn that she was stayin’ wit’ me
she tryna leave me, i swear, i don’t get it
i—i think she playin’ wit me
don’t got to question who layin’ wit’ me

[verse 1: sdot go]
keep it a hundred, do you want me, or you want my friend?
i don’t care about the time that you tell me
you should’ve told me that from the beginnin’
i don’t compete b*tch, that’s what you want me to do
i’m tryna figure out how i could leave you
i—i do not wanna be rude
think i’m f*ckin’ her bestie, f*cked up, i made a mess
i wasn’t ‘pose to do nothing, i did not know that sh*t was a test
please, i don’t wanna argue, i rather rump you instead
i be missin’ the way that you talk
i be missin’ the way that you lay in my bed
[verse: 2 jay hound]
in the party, a whole lotta women
tryna talk my sh*t, let me finish
shakin’ her hips while she lookin’ at me
i think that she tryna be my competition
i be goin’ through pain, and she feel it
new b*tch, and she one of the realest
do a drill and lay low in the spot
got a thottie, she given the drop
feelin’ be different, i’m under her covers
finished the mission, and beat up the box
lil’ bro’s gon’ spin when it’s hot
drill time, i put eight in the glock
spinnin’ if i see a makk in my vision
i bet i send my lil’ brodie to flock

[verse 3: sha gz]
oh that’s dee? i bet i flock that sh*t
don’t stop, keep flockin’ that b*tch
gun jammed up, i was p*ssed
i was throwin’ mad shots, how the f*ck did i miss?
i was mad that they didn’t get—
once i upped double hands, n*ggas turned into rick
like, i’m not gon’ talk about scenes
but i ran into dee, he wasn’t on sh*t

- sdot go lyrics

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