Can't Compare

How many times I gotta cut you off? Don't hit my line
I can't fuck with these bitches they be lying they waste my time
You wanna beef with a real one make sure that you got some style
I don't fuck around
Driving through the town
Took yo bitch fuck around pipe her down

Can't compare you and I, cause I'm just way too fly
Can't compare you and I, cause I'm just way too fly
Can't compare you and I, cause I'm just way too fly
Can't compare you and I

She wanna fuck on my team
Raf Simons my jeans
Big bags on my boujee bitch I'll do anything for my queen
I got her singing like Glee
Take her to the backseat
Louis V for the belt I ain't gon' fuck unless I look clean
Uh

704 to the 713 bitch I'm already flee uh
I took her to the mall and she suck that dick I made her pay that fee
You little boys don't got drip, yeah you don't got this we just can't beef
I don't drive a lease, I don't let them breathe
Playing with the gang we pull up 9 deep

Can't compare you and I, cause I'm just way too fly
Can't compare you and I, cause I'm just way too fly
Can't compare you and I, cause I'm just way too fly
Can't compare you and I



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Writer(s): Marlon Jara
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