Released on August 1, 2007

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[Intro]

You already know, niggas ain’t fucking with us

It’s Byrdgang man y’all

Already know who got the new sound new

Hot Niggas and all that (Byrdgang)

No competition for the boys man

Talk to the game

Capo what up?

Let’s go


[Chorus]

The competition chew 'em up, spit 'em out

It ain’t no competition

Keep frontin' and the tools will bust, clear the house

It ain’t my fault we glistenin'

The competition chew 'em up, spit 'em out

It ain’t no competition

Whenever bitches choose to fuck, put it in they mouth

It ain’t no competition, Owwww


[Verse]

How this nigga could switch up he so nice (So nice)

How this nigga could cook up with no ice

'Cause, I throw my bird in the pot

The industry weak, coke flooding a third of the block

They be coming by the hundred, we post up getting blunted

Shorty hesitant of my dick, I know she really want it

I had her leaning back, reaching for my pickle

I was playing all in her putty, licking on her nipples

It was me Gina & Deni, focus was not the issue

That was back when we used to play monkey in the middle

Used to speak all subliminal, always in a riddle

That was deep, me, and chinchilla, always in a kennel

Let them bitches see me now, they know my niggas winning

We ain’t stopping, we gon' keep going, this only the beginning

Get that duffel linen, and that’s only on occasions

Some of my bitches Puerto Rican, and some of them Burkinabe (Oww)


[Chorus]

The competition chew 'em up, spit 'em out

It ain’t no competition

Keep frontin' and the tools will bust, clear the house

It ain’t my fault we glistenin'

The competition chew 'em up, spit 'em out

It ain’t no competition

Whenever bitches choose to fuck, put it in they mouth

It ain’t no competition, Owwww