lirik lagu no competition – ap tardi
[intro]
yeah i got a bustdown
yeah
its the finale
yeah bustdown
[verse 1]
aye i got a bustdown ap and a bustdown patek (no cap)
got so much diamonds make your b*tch upset
why you hating when you still in debt (you in debt)
touchdown in houston imma speed in the corvette
aye yeah
no competition we run sh*t aye (facts)
slanging double a’s no f*ck sh*t aye (nope)
i don’t need no friends only rico and mdnt (yeah yeah)
might go drop 50 bands on my momma (on my momma)
creating these careers got me feeling like i’m brahma
stay strapped up got me feeling like osama
suburb trappin i ain’t got no trauma
with my brother from guatemala (no cap)
[verse 2]
no lame hoes only tropicana b*tch (yeah yeah)
look in my cup you would see some fanta b*tch (b*tch)
i buy her the gucci purse but i can’t stand a b*tch (can’t stand a b*tch)
ugly ass hoe looking like she a tana (she a tana)
ugly ass hoe kick her back to atlanta (hoe)
she tryna see the sack got me feeling like i’m santa (yeah yeah)
everyday b*tch i put on for my city (for my city)
she used to say i’m lame but now she show me titties (show me)
aye yeah
put the chrome to his jaw (aye)
guess he wanna mean jah (yeah)
tardi bouta break a law
b*tch no hands eat that p*ssy with a straw (with a straw)
my foreign like an elephant truck in the front (in the front)
now these old heads always hate when i stunt (facts)
b*tch i k!ll the pain with a blunt (yeah yeah)
[verse 3]
now my bank account got 1 and 6 zeros (yeah yeah)
put my brother on got me feeling like a hero (yeah f*ck em up)
now my music fire like the one by nero (oh my god)
now i’m blowing up it has only been a year hoe (huh)
aye remember those days when they called me r*t*rdi
now i made it big and i ride a maserati (maserati)
and one day i buy a new bugatti (bugatti)
if you gone neck we gone kick it like karate (karate)
my b*tch lookin like a barbie (yeah yeah)
b*tch i came to party (oh my god)
i’m an icon playboi carti (yeah)
and i ain’t trash lil b*tch i’m ap tardi (tardi season 3 b*tch!)
[verse 4]
if you ain’t a gunner lil b*tch get gone (yeah yeah)
i f*cked your mom with the patek on (oh my god)
yeah she gone ride me tell that b*tch hop on (lets go)
she said she bouta blast like an atom bomb (yeah)
i would rather do this sh*t hands on (b*tch)
b*tch they bump my sh*t out in taiwan
if you still doubting me boy you a moron (dumbass)
[outro]
yeah
ap yeah (aye)
b*tch (yeah)
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