Big Flock - Competition lyrics

They say they laughin' at the competition, well I ain't even got no competition Squa-Squa Squad! Thraxxx! Wasgoodie [Verse 1: Big Flock] I swear I love this beefin' sh** These p**y n***as sweet as sh** They f** with 12, keep tweetin' sh** sh** get you deleted quick We find a place to meet and sh** Ambulance you leavin' in, no evidence ain't leavin' sh** Til' f** n***as eat dick Hunnid drums, every gun that's work sh** If he purps shoot em down on purpose He snitch cut em off no surgeon And I keep a twin with me like Derwin Clown n***as they belong in the circus I pop beans so my nerves keep kurkin' You big cream, get bagged no Berkin Swerve a [?] turpin through Maryland b**h I love them drums with me no snubnose n***as say they wait for me til' the club close Money clips, John Boseman of gunsmoke When the gun go have a n***a doing uh-oh's Mac Dre, that's my n***a in the cut though I swear to god man them n***as so h*mo Everything Lil' Chris and I throw up C's C-Diddy I'm his motherf**ing promo I don't do no lip boxing, that's gay sh** If he play let the k give em face lift Talk a thirty, man that sh** so basic n***as tweetin' all they moves, that K' sh** You the type to wanna ride a n***a wave in I ain't never want dick like a gay b**h Hold choppers like my name Harley Davis Snort a molly, make a n***a whole face shift That 40 sting just like a scorpion f** I look like beefing with a waldorfian With a pa**ive mommy and pa**ive daddy that supportin' him and always spoilin' him Hunnid drums for chops we just ordered some Hunnid shots premade just boilin' him Hunnid cartridges just for your watergun Cause some p**y n***as really shootin' none Don't you hate a nothin' b**h always poppin' slick and be flexin' man But f** around with nothin' n***as walk around and they flexin' checking scams You wasn't nothing but extra a** and my b**h bony like she from Bethlehem I guess I'll f** her lil s**y a** Take her and leave a n***a see threw like plexigla** Big sh** for my n***a that's gone go Walk with a 3-0 and a 4-0 Gotta keep a big drum like a go go The numb numb A1 the p**y so so Snapshot and crop a n***a out his photo Glocks choppin' down blocks like a dojo Try to run up on Flock, that's a no no Won't let a n***a catch me lackin' like JoJo These n***as got me f**ed up, why they all on my dick? Almost f**ed they b**h for I just looked rich Cause I can't stay out of the VIPs When you see me n***a hit You better pray to god you don't miss Throw C's up like I'm with Crips Hit em 5 times just for Lil' Chris Squad! C-Diddy Thraxxx Wasgoodie