Sickboyrari, FHN Mook - NO COMP lyrics

Sayda ain't no joke, nigga
Shoutsout my nigga Sayda man
Shoutsout Goth Money, my nigga Black Kray
Yuh, shit, them niggas outside though

Slit wrist shit bitch I'ma cut yo face
All my niggas riding down in that damn Wraith
Ayy, ayy, this the escapade
Heard my nigga got yo bitch
Out on dinner date
Ayy, ski'd up nigga they trackin'
Ion give a damn, all my niggas make it happen
Yeah, yeah, what's happenin' captain?
I'ma slide down on ya in that damn- uh
Yuh, yuh, in that Aston Martin
I'ma get that bitch
Whip it like a multistory
Yeah, yeah, bitch I am a stud
Ion give a fuck, pistol on
This a sniper competition that
You can't defeat
All my niggas throwing fours and
They came to eat chop a nigga down
Leave him dead from his feet
Whatchu wanna do nigga? I'ma kill his team
Yuh, this a sniper competiton B
Ayy, yeah nigga and you can't defeat
Riding with them fours nigga make
You beat your feet
This a competition nigga and you can't defeat

And I'm calm when it come to this shit mane
Calm down when my thumb on that grip, ayy
And I'm calm when it come to this shit
Cut my thumb when I thumb through that grip
And I'm calm when it come to this shit
Cut my thumb when I thumb through that grip
Smoke him down like a blunt when it's lit
Ayy
I be solo or I might be with my clique, ayy
This ain't no trap hoe bitch
We in the switch, ayy
In the switch hoe, bitch we in the sticks
They love to talk down
'cause we making hit's, ayy
They love to talk down
'cause we making hit's, get it
And I'm calm when it come to this shit
When it comes to this shit, ayy
And I'm calm when it come to this shit
Cut my thumb when I thumb through that grip
And I'm calm when it come to this shit