No Comparison
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh
Feel like a mathematician, i'm counting up these digits
You say that you on my level but your concert causing crickets
I did it all on my own, no pot to piss in
They telling me to quit but i ain't never gonna listen
A year ago i was alone
Now these people acting like we friends and they calling up my phone
Let it hit the ringtone
All these people tryna get my cheese but i ain't talking no provologne
Ay, this shit coming to my dome, like sandy
People tryna get the sweet life likе candy
Overseas bitch she bе singing sea shanties
Call up your phone cause your girl left her panties
Ay, i came a long way from selling them grams
They said that they was there the whole time holding my hands
I remember days i ain't have shit
I remember days i ain't have it
Money going up you know that shit be really stacking
I stack my money up so i can dunk feel like shaq
And speak on my name you get bombed like iraq
She smell like fish, i gotta dip, i ain't no fisherman
And i feel like Kobe the way i be swishing man
Y'all muhfucka's tryna be like me
Copying my music when they only unreleased
And you all up on my page like a muhfucking b
Then you saying that you better and i can't even compete
Get the fuck off my d
Just like Grady, get your girl some plan b
Cause your pullout game weak
Yeah, your pullout game weak
Yeah, your pullout game weak
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh, ay
Uh
Feel like a mathematician, i'm counting up these digits
You say that you on my level but your concert causing crickets
I did it all on my own, no pot to piss in
They telling me to quit but i ain't never gonna listen
A year ago i was alone
Now these people acting like we friends and they calling up my phone
Let it hit the ringtone
All these people tryna get my cheese but i ain't talking no provologne
Ay, this shit coming to my dome, like sandy
People tryna get the sweet life likе candy
Overseas bitch she bе singing sea shanties
Call up your phone cause your girl left her panties
Ay, i came a long way from selling them grams
They said that they was there the whole time holding my hands
I remember days i ain't have shit
I remember days i ain't have it
Money going up you know that shit be really stacking
I stack my money up so i can dunk feel like shaq
And speak on my name you get bombed like iraq
She smell like fish, i gotta dip, i ain't no fisherman
And i feel like Kobe the way i be swishing man
Y'all muhfucka's tryna be like me
Copying my music when they only unreleased
And you all up on my page like a muhfucking b
Then you saying that you better and i can't even compete
Get the fuck off my d
Just like Grady, get your girl some plan b
Cause your pullout game weak
Yeah, your pullout game weak
Yeah, your pullout game weak
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Writer(s): Callaway Redd
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