Can't Compete
Aye aye
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
And you not playing me
But you just played yourself
Yeah, you swear it doing it well
Yeah, didn't think we could tell
Yeah, but you goin though hell
Yeah, Always hating you'll fail
Yeah, facade flaking like gel
Yeah, you goin round tellin tales
Yeah, y'all all so miserable
Yea yea
Y'all miserable cause yo ends low
Driving a Benz but you house poor
Talkin all loud but yo pockets broke
Ain't chasing a bag, nigga you a joke
What you bringing to the table
If you ain't bring nun then stay on mute
Thought you had a chance
Nigga you a fool
You bogus
You a whole goofy (Aye)
Act up you can get snatched up
Ain't playing round meet me at the back door
I'm stacked up
Me and my niggas that's my backup
Catchup
I be mostly chilling getting my bag up yea
Had to put some time to this
Had to wrap my mind around it
I ain't on no cocky shit (Hey, hey)
I'm tellin you what it is
Ain't nothin to be played with
So stay in yo lane bitch
Cause cause
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
And you not playing me but you just played yo self
Play with them bitches
Don't play with me
Round here we like to see consistency
And if you not about that action fuck away from me
My life is like a movie shot up in 3D
No cappin, straight facts shit
Type of shit that always be cracking
Got you hating you mad as shit
Got ya boyfriend all in my dms
Said he wanna do some shit he never did
Girl leave him cause he ain't shit
These niggas be for every bitch
But you'll never have him quite like I did yea
Mad cause my body pop like Tommy gun
With me he wanna stay
From you, he on the run
You his second choice but I'm his number one
What? Nigga scratch that, I'm the only one yea
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
And you not playing me but you just played yo self
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
And you not playing me
But you just played yourself
Yeah, you swear it doing it well
Yeah, didn't think we could tell
Yeah, but you goin though hell
Yeah, Always hating you'll fail
Yeah, facade flaking like gel
Yeah, you goin round tellin tales
Yeah, y'all all so miserable
Yea yea
Y'all miserable cause yo ends low
Driving a Benz but you house poor
Talkin all loud but yo pockets broke
Ain't chasing a bag, nigga you a joke
What you bringing to the table
If you ain't bring nun then stay on mute
Thought you had a chance
Nigga you a fool
You bogus
You a whole goofy (Aye)
Act up you can get snatched up
Ain't playing round meet me at the back door
I'm stacked up
Me and my niggas that's my backup
Catchup
I be mostly chilling getting my bag up yea
Had to put some time to this
Had to wrap my mind around it
I ain't on no cocky shit (Hey, hey)
I'm tellin you what it is
Ain't nothin to be played with
So stay in yo lane bitch
Cause cause
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
And you not playing me but you just played yo self
Play with them bitches
Don't play with me
Round here we like to see consistency
And if you not about that action fuck away from me
My life is like a movie shot up in 3D
No cappin, straight facts shit
Type of shit that always be cracking
Got you hating you mad as shit
Got ya boyfriend all in my dms
Said he wanna do some shit he never did
Girl leave him cause he ain't shit
These niggas be for every bitch
But you'll never have him quite like I did yea
Mad cause my body pop like Tommy gun
With me he wanna stay
From you, he on the run
You his second choice but I'm his number one
What? Nigga scratch that, I'm the only one yea
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
You can't compete, where you don't compare
And you not playing me but you just played yo self
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Writer(s): Destinee Triplett
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