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no competition - semi homie lyrics

[intro]
(uh uh they know what i’m on) (hey gotti, i’m f*cking with this one)
(hey gotti, uh, they know how i’m coming)
(uh, uh, this sh*t 448, uh)
(this sh*t 448, b*tch this sh*t 448, uh)
uh

[chorus]
know these n*ggas ain’t no competition i run past n*ggas
i still be hitting moves by myself i know my shots got my back
b*tch stop f*cking me back so i came on her back
n*gga started running so i had to switch how i was aiming
i’m the one your mother said don’t hang around ’cause i’m dangerous
i’m the one she wanna f*ck ’cause i’m d*mn near famous
i ain’t doubling back on no p*ssy i had
only thing i’m reusing is a ninja ski mask
you’d be surprised what i made off a five dollar mask
i’ll f*ck her first night i’ma throw bro the pass
i know you missing your man but f*ck it he in the past
b*tch ain’t no ass but i f*cked her ’cause she bad
n*gga ain’t have no money he just had a few bags
put my b*tch on the flight we ain’t packing no bags

[verse]
this sh*t getting sad, these n*ggas be leaking they can’t take their b*tch on a date
my b*tch know my face card hot and i’m active she want something to eat then we going out v.a
we ain’t going out v.a. we going a hour away
i wasn’t stalling it took me an hour to bag him
i wasn’t stalling in less than 60 seconds my glock was rolling
g22 on my dip i’m on saratoga
better upgrade your caliber you see me in public i might just be riding with a drac’
b*tch just asked if that’s [?]
b*tch zipping on my jacket can’t believe i was toting
f*cked this b*tch for a hour she couldn’t believe i ain’t cum
you worried ’bout me b*tch take care of your son
try to send a b*tch on me f*ck you think that i’m dumb?
tight as sh*t watching lil’ bro i’m [?]
it’s corona you die right now everybody gotta look up your casket with a mask on their face
it’s crazy ’cause the last thing he saw ‘fore he died was a young n*gga with a ski mask on his face
i ain’t tell her i was coming i just came on her face
i ain’t tell him how i was coming i just stopped showing action
i’m feeling like [?] most these n*ggas be actors
bro mixing that yellow with green he a packer
bro telling me scam or hustle i’m robbing
n*gga off them fentanyl 30s he knodding
this b*tch off the cheap*ass liquor she h*rny
this b*tch ain’t nothing i f*cked her friend now she on me
the b*tches that used to ignore me they tryna put it on me i ain’t f*cking their washed*up ass
this b*tch done whipped out a condom for me this new generation different these b*tches be fast
n*gga worried about me need to pay for promotion
d*ckriding*ass n*gga wanna be on my team
heard you busting them scripts then i’m taking your [?]
three b*tches want some sh*t bro take one for the team
i’m the point guard all my teammates play their role
[?] highlights [?] we ain’t speaking on that
we don’t know what you talking ’bout we ain’t do that
catching [?] her heart got my name on her neck (i love her)
[chorus]
know these n*ggas ain’t no competition i run past n*ggas (uh uh uh [?] nothing)
i still be hitting moves by myself i know my shots got my back
b*tch stop f*cking me back so i came on her back (uh)
n*gga started running so i had to switch how i was aiming (uh uh uh)
i’m the one your mother said don’t hang around ’cause i’m dangerous
i’m the one she wanna f*ck ’cause i’m d*mn near famous (on the men)
i ain’t doubling back on no p*ssy i had
only thing i’m reusing is a ninja ski mask (on the men)
you’d be surprised what i made off a five dollar mask
i’ll f*ck her first night i’ma throw bro the pass (on the men)
i know you missing your man but f*ck it he in the past
b*tch ain’t no ass but i f*cked her ’cause she bad (facts)
n*gga ain’t have no money he just had a few bags
put my b*tch on the flight we ain’t packing no bags (hey boo)

[outro]
(haha)
(hey gotti, i’m f*cking with this one)

- semi homie lyrics

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