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mitchell - no competition lyrics
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[verse 1: mitch_ll]
i won’t leave no stainage, you can leave it be
she prolly came with you but she gone leave with me
dropped the location now your body at that bnb
i had to up the score ’cause it was three to three
aye, these n_ggas losers and i’m winning ain’t no competition
dem n_ggas wolfin’ on the net, and now his partners missing
broke boy, tryna funk with us ain’t got no pot to p_ss in
mop i got the broom, i got the stick, we ’bout to sweep them away
i had my b_tch spin the block and she a look around
yeah, put your boy loafin’, caught him lookin’ down
all he heard was _ from the chop rounds
all he heard was _ he got knocked down
yeah, caught a body, he gone leave him there
[?] nuts on this b_tch opps, yeah i keep a pair
i send a p_ssy n_gga to god, like he need a mirror
if your trap ain’t booming we can get that sh_t in motion aye
yeah i keep a big stick it’s the motion of the ocean aye
[chorus: mitch_ll]
i won’t leave no stainage, you can leave it be
she prolly came with you but she gone leave with me
dropped the location now your body at that bnb
i had to up the score ’cause it was three to three
aye, these n_ggas losers and i’m winning ain’t no competition
dem n_ggas wolfin’ on the net, and now his partners missing
[verse 2: kt foreign]
[?] sent them to god i don’t believe in h_ll
did him janky in that backstreets and left his body there
b_tch said he rock with 38s ’cause he don’t drop sh_lls
silencer on the mini mac, you cannot hear it
two pairs of bl!cks if he don’t die then leave him paralyzed
he was poppin’ on the app, now he in the sky
i don’t like to show the dead guys, that’s just not my type
i’m loafed up, these n_ggas broke, and i can’t wonder why
track mode in the h_llcat, just don’t paul walker
catch the _ shh _ in this b_tch, it’s a opp hopper
left my last piece years ago, and she still stalking
can’t have my number, she be still calling
i’m paranoid, so i keep the jank on me
friendly fire, i run into the [?] homies
i’m tired of n_ggas saying “on the dead homies”
they ain’t even slid for they dead homies
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