"I Don't Compete (No More Excuses)" lyrics

"I Don't Compete (No More Excuses)"
(feat. Jay Hound)

I like to party
But I need bitches
Clap clap to the beat
I'm, I'm tryin' to see if she with it
I could've sworn she was stayin with me
She tryin to leave I swear I don't get it
I, I think she playin with me
Don't gotta question who layin with me

Keep it 100
Do you want me?
Or you want my friend?
I don't care about the time that you tell me
You should've told me that from the beginning
I don't compete bitch that's what you want me to do
I'm trying to figure out how could I leave you
I, I do not want to be rude
Think I fucked on her bestie
Fucked up, I made a mess
I wasn't supposed to do nothing
I did not know that that shit was a test
Please I don't want to argue
I'd rather rump you instead
I be missing the way that you talk
I be missing the way that you lay in my bed

I like to party
But I need bitches
Clap clap to the beat
I'm, I'm tryin' to see if she with it
I could've sworn she was stayin with me
She tryin to leave I swear I don't get it
I, I think she playin with me
Don't gotta question who layin with me

In the party, a whole lot of women
Tryin to talk my shit, let me finish
Shakin her hips while she lookin at me
I think she's tryin to be my competition
I be going through pain and she feel it
New bitch, think she one of the realest
Do a drill, lay low in the spot
Got a thotty she givin the drop
Feelin be different, I'm under her covers
Finish the mission and beat up the box
Lil bros gon spin when it's hot
Drill time I put 8 in the glock
Spinnin if I see a mac in my vision
I bet I send my lil brodie to flock
Lil bros gon spin when it's hot
Drill time I put 8 in the glock

I like to party
But I need bitches
Clap clap to the beat
I'm, I'm tryin' to see if she with it
I could've sworn she was stayin with me
She tryin to leave I swear I don't get it
I, I think she playin with me
Don't gotta question who layin with me


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