Letra de Competition

[Produced by Paris Bueller]

[Intro]
2 Cups
That shit Day Day, bitch
PBG shit
TFG, bitch

[Hook]
Shout out to my opposition
They know we do not be missin'
Be cool, boy, my Glock extended
Send shots, watch him drop the engine

[Puente]
Fuck Day Day, I'm hot as shit
Lil' bro told me: "Don't drop this shit!"
They want me to stop and shit
Quit speakin' on the opps and shit

{Gunshots}

[Verso 1]
Fuck Day Day, I'm hot as shit
Lil' bro told me: "Don't drop this shit!"
They want me to stop and shit
Quit speakin' on the opps and shit
Catch Ignate, put the eight to his face, now the opps tryna tell me they not with him
Fuck Lil' Duke, these shots for him
Lil' Foe Mobb K 'cause they rock with him

[Interlude]
Let's get it!

[Verso 2]
Off the top, I'm never off the clock
The opps makin' more drills 'cause they lost a opp
On parole, I still pack a Glock
You here them FN bullets then that MAC'll stop
I do hits when I'm off the shits
We don't miss, we just offing shit
He freeze up, he can't talk his shit
I'll be the reason you can't walk and shit

[Pre-Hook]
Claim both sides in the field, shit
I ain't even just rappin', boy, this real shit
How I'm lackin' while it's crackin'? You ain't kill shit
Better ask Lucky what'll happen when I drill shit

[Estribillo]
Day Day World K, bitch
When we see 'em, just blow, we don't say shit
Day Day World K, bitch
When we see 'em, just blow, we don't say shit

[Hook]
Shout out to my opposition
They know we do not be missin'
Be cool, boy, my Glock extended
Send shots, watch him drop the engine

[Post-Hook]
These shots for my opps: Lil Foe and Bleak Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That shit Day Day, bitch
Boy, this shit don't stop
These shots for my opps: Lil Foe and Bleak Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That shit Day Day, bitch
Boy, this shit don't stop

[Verso 3]
Look like y'all want competition
Treat bitches like opposition
Niggas know I do not be missin'
But it's not just y'all, we poppin' bitches
No, I'm not going, for bro, I'm blowin'
2 Cups know it, and even the opps know it
Your bitch ain't shit, but a little thot hoe who gon' give me top then diddy bop, I'm going
But fuck it, I'm on nat, and I got that with me
And I ain't got a gat, bitch, I got that semi
Snatch off in the car, bro, grab that Henny
All you fuck niggas better get put up
Y'all niggas gon' have to blow me
Boy, I need four, that was bro, niggas owe me
A couple bad hoes that don't put no nigga before me
Boy, I'm from the Pole where it’s cold and it's snowy
I'm smoking on dope and you smoking on Troy
That bitch tick-tock and it's not no Rollie, bitch

[Hook]
Shout out to my opposition
They know we do not be missin'
Be cool, boy, my Glock extended
Send shots, watch him drop the engine

[Post-Hook]
These shots for my opps: Lil Foe and Bleak Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That shit Day Day, bitch
Boy, this shit don't stop
These shots for my opps: Lil Foe and Bleak Block (Die L's, Die L's)
That shit Day Day, bitch
Boy, this shit don't stop