Tink - No Competition lyrics

[Intro] I know y'all I ain't think I was gone drop a tape And not put a f**ing freestyle on that b**h Yall know how I do Let's get it [Verse 1] I know a couple of n***as They put a price on your head They can't locate your mama They k** the sister instead Leave you leaking like faucets Touch the line but don't cross it If a b**h work my nerves I'll beat her a** in that office I'm that b**h in your city Don't act like you ain't know I dropped a tape in the winter So f**ing cold that it snow I mean I'm younger than most But I got plug with the vets And my loud be so strong Let me lift that weight of your chest Like you depressed Or half dressed Tell these hoes get it together Your boyfriend gave me brain And I must say he's mighty clever That GPA is A-Okay No perfume but he gone spray Tell your b**h to play your role ‘Cause I got clips just like Zae Just like me they want to be Got more shores than beside that sea Beside that sea I'm grade A Trucking b**hes Chevrolet I do this sh** for fun Thought you n***as knew They know my f**ing name Tell me who are you? Pretty b**h I am one Competition I been done Y'all was kicking them baby flows I was in the lab standing on my toes Dropping bars like every week I need a mil like after Meek Spent a hundred grand on my bed sheets I ain't felt it once ‘cause I'm never sleep All in all I'm energized Replacing hoes like school supplies Do this sh** for my squad and ‘nem And I won't stop like I ain't see the sign No time to be wasted Them choppas out they need braces I'm a big deal to you little hoes Like a loud blunt just face it Street saying I am the best All these hoes is on house arrest Y'all ain't moving Please don't confuse me My n***as bang with no drum kits We turning head and I won't brag But n***as hating like f**ing f*gs All rappers got to give it a break Y'all washed up and I done brought the rag Hating on me just make me proud Superstar in your f**ing town Whole city putting fingers up Now the whole city can't turn me down Making noise and you got to listen Swear to god I'm with the gang missing Injured player I'm an engineer And these b**hes broke they need fixing Need a deal You a damn liar Advertise me Who's flyer? Me n***a that's too easy Sporting J's like where's Stevie? My name is Tink and you can add the G I'm going in like I found the key I found my place and I'm in my zone You n***as scared like y'all home alone I ride alone and I ride for mine Make him do the Grab the 9 Off safety you know it's real Strong safety who up in the field n***as talk but ain't bout it Toss money like a f**ing salad Balling out and I'm so official They can't block me Call private Call back and let money answer So sick, mistake me for cancer Wallet thick, should have been a dancer I am the sh** so pa** me a pamper Pamper me which is a couple stacks No opinion just stating facts I got the title ain't giving it back Y'all looking for the truth I'm where it's at