"Me vs Me" lyrics

(Yes, Jayco)
(Ooh, Fyso)
Rrr, rrr
You know how the fuck we rock, man
Uh, uh, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah
You know how the fuck we rockin', man
Uh, uh, come here
Uh

Brr, bah, fully automatic switch on the back, you know us
Died soon as I popped that door, he knew what it was soon as we rolled up (Come here)
We jump out, chase niggas down, for sure, in front of church, it'll go up
I just took over rap and yesterday I was just clappin', this shit so nuts
Long live Fred, my mama just got a bust down chain and your face on there
Bendin' the strip, them niggas ain't right there, dip, they chill in the hood, it's so rare
Niggas be bitches, they frontin' they move, I don't get it, just be yourself, it's so rare
I got rich, now everybody wanna be opps or cousins, on Fred, I don't know them, uh
You roll that dice, you better not crap out, boy, I done seen that happen (Come here)
"Chuckyy, how the fuck you see that happen?" (Come here) 'Cause I was the one that hopped out, crap 'em
Fuck that nigga, I'm Chucky Wackem, these rap niggas thinkin' I'm Chuckyy the rapper
Go in the mall and I buy everything, I remember we used to eatin' eggs with salad

Uh, we lay shit down, no pallet
Hit it from the back, her ass start clappin'
Four hundred, spent it on Gucci sandals
Amiri jeans tight while I'm rockin' the Lanvin (Come here)
Fuck a mask, we do shit on camera
Scratch off, behind the wheel, I'm handlin' (Skrrt)
Thick bitch, I can't get rid of her
Hit it from the back while she countin' the cheddar up
I'm a dog, boy, I get aggressive
Me versus me, I don't see no competitors
Catch an opp down bad, we stretch 'em
Crappin' the face card, not a pedestrian
Talkin' 'bout money, my pockets the fattest
Or talkin' 'bout bitches, my lil' ho the sexiest
Uh, doin' donuts all in the lot, the slicks tryna chase, but they can't catch us (We gone)

Tried to fuck on this one lil' bop, but the pussy ain't got no grip, can't catch it
Hit it from the back while I whisper in her ear, "Chuckyy next up," bitch be cummin' in seconds (You know that)
Uh, chase a nigga down 'til he ain't got no oxygen, shorty 'nem leavin' him breathless
Uh, flame up baseline, tryna go stake out, eatin' the opps for breakfast (There he go)
Uh, we can link up right now, get it on broad day, nigga, I ain't into that textin' (Chase)
Uh, bro like killin' in style, I gave him the Glock, I bail out with a Wesson
Uh, and Chuckyy like walkin' shit down, the city or the 'burbs, nigga, this just a message (They know that)

Fuck nigga got hit in his shit, uh, fuck all the opps, uh
The other dude caught a headshot
The other dude caught a headshot
The other dude caught a headshot
The other dude caught a headshot
Everybody caught a headshot
Gettin' that grr, not that glah
Gettin' that grr, not that glah

Uh, we lay shit down, no pallet
Hit it from the back, her ass start clappin'
Four hundred, spent it on Gucci sandals
Amiri jeans tight while I'm rockin' the Lanvin (Come here)
Fuck a mask, we do shit on camera
Scratch off, behind the wheel, I'm handlin' (Skrrt)
Thick bitch, I can't get rid of her
Hit it from the back while she countin' the cheddar up
I'm a dog, boy, I get aggressive
Me versus me, I don't see no competitors
Catch an opp down bad, we stretch 'em
Crappin' the face card, not a pedestrian
Talkin' 'bout money, my pockets the fattest
Or talkin' 'bout bitches, my lil' ho the sexiest
Uh, doin' donuts all in the lot, the slicks tryna chase, but they can't catch us