No Competition

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah No competition, I only see me Lady from Paris and she tell me, "Oui" Go take a pill and boost your self-esteem I got what you need, need Told my connect, "I'll be back in a week" (yeah) Whip like Gordon Ram', the crack is on fleek I buy her Louis, Louis to her feet or we can go CC None of my cats don't touch my ice (yeah) No words, I don't bite, bite (yeah) You can get it if you act right When I see ID, we do the bike ride Tables turn, bridges burn My young buck new, he learn She came already, I still eat and she squirm Circle the block like Big Worm She wanna see Louis V, double-G I fly-y-y overseas No lie-ie-ie, I'm a freak Take a pill, now she weird She said, "Ew!" on the stairs All of these hoes on me and I don't care Loyal to my wife, think I'm weird Said I'm geeked up I'm a G, word Hundred racks on my tee My lady on fleek, huh Said I'm geeked up I'm a G, word Hundred racks on my tee My lady on fleek, huh That's six-hundred brake on the truck And that's two-hundred thou' on the horse (horse) I like how I'm livin' I polish the glizzy, she polish the floors (like how I'm livin') The bricks are ceramic I'm offa the planet I won it and lost (won it and lost) Two-hundred miles per hour on the dash And the V8 sound like a horn, ayy (you dig?) The trap make me go evil on niggas And I got codeine in my liver I'm putting the press in the kitchen And I make the money deliver Biscotti for weeks (Biscotti, Biscotti) Exotic, exotic So high I can't speak And I promise I'm feelin' like Wallace and Gromit Said I'm geeked up I'm a G, word Hundred racks on my tee My lady on fleek, huh Said I'm geeked up I'm a G, word Hundred racks on my tee My lady on fleek, huh --- No Competition - D-Block Europe