Competition - Max B

You already know niggas ain’t fucking with us

It’s Byrd Gang man

Y’all already know who got the new sound

New hot niggas and all that (Byrd Gang)

No competition for the boys man

Talk to the game

Capo what up

Let’s go

The competition chew em up, spit em out

It ain’t no competition

Keep frontin and the tools will buss, clear the house

It ain’t my fault we glistening

The competition chew em up, spit em out

It ain’t no competition

Whenever bitches choose to fuck put it in they mouth

It ain’t no competition ow

How this nigga switch up he so nice (so nice)

How this nigga cook up with no ice cause

I throw my Byrd in the pot

The industry weak

Coke flooded 3rd of the block

Deez be coming by the 100

We post up getting blunted

Shorty hesitant of my dick I know she really want it

I had her leaning back reaching for my pickle

I was playing all in her putty licking on her nipples

It was me Gena and Denni focus was not the issue

That was back where we used to play monkey in the middle

Used to speak all subliminal always in a riddle

That was deep me and chin chilla always in a kennel

Let them bitches see me now

They know my niggas winning we ain’t stopping

We gonna keep going this only the beginning

Get that duffel linen

That’s only on occasions

Some of my bitches Puerto Rican and some of them Burkinabe

The competition chew em up, spit em out

It ain’t no competition

Keep frontin and the tools will buss, clear the house

It ain’t my fault we glistening

The competition chew em up, spit em out

It ain’t no competition

Whenever bitches choose to fuck put it in they mouth

It ain’t no competition ow