No Competition

By Mitchell

On Sorry 4 The Wait 2

Released on October 19, 2022

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[Verse 1: Mitchell]

I won't leave no stainage, you can leave it be

She prolly came with you but she gone leave with me

Dropped the location now your body at that BnB

I had to up the score 'cause it was three to three

Aye, these niggas losers and I'm winning ain't no competition

Dem niggas wolfin' on the net, and now his partners missing

Broke boy, tryna funk with us ain't got no pot to piss in

Mop I got the broom, I got the stick, we 'bout to sweep them away

I had my bitch spin the block and she a look around

Yeah, put your boy loafin', caught him lookin' down

All he heard was - from the chop rounds

All he heard was - he got knocked down

Yeah, caught a body, he gone leave him there

[?] nuts on this bitch opps, yeah I keep a pair

I send a pussy nigga to God, like he need a mirror

If your trap ain't booming we can get that shit in motion aye

Yeah I keep a big stick it's the motion of the ocean aye


[Chorus: Mitchell]

I won't leave no stainage, you can leave it be

She prolly came with you but she gone leave with me

Dropped the location now your body at that BnB

I had to up the score 'cause it was three to three

Aye, these niggas losers and I'm winning ain't no competition

Dem niggas wolfin' on the net, and now his partners missing


[Verse 2: KT Foreign]

[?] sent them to God I don't believe in Hell

Did him janky in that backstreets and left his body there

Bitch said he rock with 38s 'cause he don't drop shells

Silencer on the mini MAC, you cannot hear it

Two pairs of blicks if he don't die then leave him paralyzed

He was poppin' on the app, now he in the sky

I don't like to show the dead guys, that's just not my type

I'm loafed up, these niggas broke, and I can't wonder why

Track mode in the Hellcat, just don't Paul Walker

Catch the - shh - in this bitch, it's a opp hopper

Left my last piece years ago, and she still stalking

Can't have my number, she be still calling

I'm paranoid, so I keep the jank on me

Friendly fire, I run into the [?] homies

I'm tired of niggas saying "on the dead homies"

They ain't even slid for they dead homies