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damedot - competition lyrics

[chorus]
put the hundreds in the safe, them twenty stacks get rubber bands (welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
this a competition, fam’, but no, i don’t compete with hams
you gotta send a n+gga to the gates ‘fore i swear he win
i just paid nine+f+ckin’+thousand for a pair of pants (d+mn)
same n+gga said i couldn’t do it probably take it back
ain’t no problem gettin’ it, it’s just hard for me to let it stack
i just hit the bar at 2 o’clock, let’s go rack for rack
security let us in with the faps, we came through the back

[verse]
b+tch thick as h+ll, swear to god i promised plug got more blocks than giannis
i woke up, all i thought was commas
crab walkin’ in that new s+class, i feel like a spider
headtap a n+gga from a block, he think i’m a sniper
i knew that i was destined for this sh+t, i just had to focus (damedot)
when i seen my first— that sh+t had me open
foreign shootin’, stompin’ on the pedal, you can hear me comin’
what’s the difference from all these tennis chains and the ocean? (ice, ice)
grand nasty, faster than a challie, i need a translator
my b+tch daddy spanish, had to work, nah, vanish
i spent ten on her body, twelve hundred on her lil’ sandals (mwah)
made it out the dirt untouched, not no schemes or scandals
balencis on the bottom of my feet, it’s hard to lift ’em up (it’s hard)
last n+gga— he ain’t gettin’ up
it’s cold, so i wore a chrome heart hoodie, let me zip it up
the safes in my crib stuffed, you broke and i’m rich as f+ck
i done hit the club late, i’m still finna flush
i can’t take a break ’til i’m up a million+plus (i can’t)
heard the b+tch played her role with you, huh? she let me f+ck (hahaha)
gang members only, you lil’ n+ggas not like us (mafia)
get a rental just for these opanas, you can rob the bust
i ain’t even tryna stay here long, cuddy, i’m in a rush (i gotta go)
soon as i make it back with the pape’, i’m puttin’ it in a tub
if it ain’t no money on the floor, then why i’m gettin’ up? (the f+ck?)
b+tch say she late on her bills, i don’t give a f+ck
high as f+ck, sleep off this drank, and i’m sittin’ up
i just bought some forgis for my cut, he gotta lift it up
if you ain’t in the five+letter fam, leave, my boy, you need to give it up
[chorus]
put the hundreds in the safe (n+gga), them twenty stacks get rubber bands
this a competition, fam’, but no, i don’t compete with hams
you gotta send a n+gga to the gates ‘fore i swear he win
i just paid nine+f+ckin’+thousand for a pair of pants (d+mn)
same n+gga said i couldn’t do it probably take it back
ain’t no problem gettin’ it, it’s just hard for me to let it stack
i just hit the bar at 2 o’clock, let’s go rack for rack
security let us in with the faps, we came through the back

- damedot lyrics

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