| I think them niggas is scared of us
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| They flexing but only for cameras
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| I embarrass 'em
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| (If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon' shoot you)
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| I think them niggas is scared of us
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| Flexing but only for cameras
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| Nothing these niggas could do to us
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| Who the fuck can they compare to us
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| Nothing these niggas could say to us
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| I let 'em stare if they stare at us
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| Look at my chain I embarrass 'em
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| Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison
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| These niggas ain’t catching up to us
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| I swear these niggas need stamina
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| I broke her heart in a paragraph
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| Turned to a thottie to care it up
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| Now that bitch feel so embarrassing
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| Diamonds be dancing I blur it up
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| Your shit is fake you can’t swear to it
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| I know you fronting, you panicking
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| I get dressed up like a mannequin
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| Put on a fit and embarrass 'em, it’s so embarrassing
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| I put this beat on my body list
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| Metro a beast yeah he bodied it
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| They tried to give me a stylist
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| I told 'em I’m good yeah you wylin'
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| I got sick of wearing Versace
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| I wore red bottoms
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| Don’t let me get in a fight with 'em
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| One of them spikes and I might hit him
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| I’m from the jungle
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| Say that you fuck with gorillas
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| I know that you niggas be lying
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| I gotta stay humble
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| That’s why I fuck with the realest
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| I swear I put that on the Bible
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| You stuck in your feelings
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| Say I’m fucking on your bitch and you should’ve never ever wifed her
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| That’s word to my mother
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| If a nigga take my bitch, fuck it
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| I’ma find another lover we flex on each other
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| Cuban dripping on my wrist
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| I could put whatever on the other
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| That’s word to my mother
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| I think them niggas is scared of us
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| Flexing but only for cameras
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| Nothing these niggas could do to us
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| Who the fuck can they compare to us
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| Nothing these niggas could say to us
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| I let 'em stare if they stare at us
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| Look at my chain I embarrass 'em
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| Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison
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| I think them niggas is scared of us
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| Flexing but only for cameras
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| Nothing these niggas could do to us
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| Who the fuck can they compare to us
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| Nothing these niggas could say to us
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| I let 'em stare if they stare at us
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| Look at my chain I embarrass 'em
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| Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison
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| You gotta be kidding me
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| Most of my shit come from Italy
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| W up, make 'em sick of me
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| Ice on my pinky too glittery
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| Pass on the show it ain’t shit to me
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| I keep a blicky
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| Just in case a nigga with me ain’t with me
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| And I see a enemy, everything litty
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| Plus my fingers kinda sticky from rolling up that icky icky
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| Them cookies be hitting
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| Spinking with the strap
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| Ladder hanging off of that
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| Yeah I get too attatched
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| I ain’t fucking with the act, I be tripping off of that
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| I’ma keep it a stack
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| Mike Amiri’s on me stretch
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| But I’m holding all this bread
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| I’ma keep me a bag
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| They was saying I was next
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| Ever since I hit the booth and I jumped on a track
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| I think them niggas is scared of us
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| Flexing but only for cameras
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| Nothing these niggas could do to us
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| Who the fuck can they compare to us
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| Nothing these niggas could say to us
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| I let 'em stare if they stare at us
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| Look at my chain I embarrass 'em
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| Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison
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| I think them niggas is scared of us
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| Flexing but only for cameras
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| Nothing these niggas could do to us
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| Who the fuck can they compare to us
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| Nothing these niggas could say to us
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| I let 'em stare if they stare at us
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| Look at my chain I embarrass 'em
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| Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Comparison , by - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie. Song from the album The Bigger Artist, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп