No Competition

Tink

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    I know y'all I ain't think I was gone drop a tape
    And not put a fucking freestyle on that bitch
    I know a couple of niggas
    They put a price on your head
    They can't locate your mama
    They kill the sister instead
    Leave you leaking like faucets
    Touch the line but don't cross it

    If a bitch work my nerves
    I'll beat her ass in that office
    I'm that bitch in your city
    Don't act like you ain't know
    I dropped a tape in the winter
    So fucking 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 bitch 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 bitches chevrolet
    I do this shit for fun
    Thought you niggas knew
    They know my fucking name
    Tell me who are you?
    Pretty bitch I am one
    Competition I been done
    Y'all was kicking them baby flows

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    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 shit 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 niggas bang with no drum kits
    We turning head and I won't brag
    But niggas hating like fucking fags
    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 fucking 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 bitches broke they need fixing
    Need a deal
    You a damn liar
    Advertise me
    Who's flyer?

    Me nigga 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 niggas 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
    Niggas talk but ain't bout it
    Toss money like a fucking 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
    Why they think should have been a dancer
    I am the shit so pass 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

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