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Beige Boy - COMPETITION Lyrics



Beige Boy - COMPETITION Lyrics




I told y'all niggas, y'all don't come close
Steal whole flows, y'all can't even roll boats
I'll boo your bars, been written by a ghost
I told y'all niggas, y'all don't come close
Been spittin' for a minute, y'all niggas gettin' old
Watch how I do it, y'all better take notes
Bitch, I been spittin' for a minute now
Gettin' too hype and this bitch gotta simmer down
Told these niggas take notes, I'm finna kill a crowd
Big star status on my mama, I knew I was bound
Bitch, I'm boutta make it
Bitch, I'm boutta be the greatest
Ain't no nigga this cold
Best in the Midwest, lyric straight gold
New niggas wanna hate, that's a weird way to cope
They can't stand a nigga glow up
Invite me to their shows, don't count on me to show up
Y'all too old to be countin' on a blow up
I heard your new track and I made a nigga throw up
Ugh, y'all niggas rap straight booty
My raps get cats, bout to catch cooties
Sit back, newbies
Watch how it's done, don't come back, or don't come to me

Y'all are not my competition, y'all are not my competition, like seriously, what the f*ck were you guys thinking

What the f*ck y'all niggas think?
You can tell by the boom that a nigga boutta bing
Been married to the game already, by the ring
Beige boy, boutta blow, been plotting, big things
Gotta tell the truth
If I wanna do work, then y'all getting used
I collab for the views
Don't rap, I abuse
Your track take back your fans
That's my plan to get huge
I walked in the game like, hey, my nigga
I ain't really got much to say, my nigga
I'm only doing work if I'm paid, my nigga
I ain't come here to f*cking play, my nigga
Get plays all day, replay me, nigga
My track just got better taste, my nigga
Your track straight ass, know that, for a fact, come at me, I'm unfazed, my nigga

Y'all are not my competition
Never had a pot to piss in
Pop off, now got opps
Plotting, wishing, I'm knocked off of my top position
My oppositions couldn't stop me
Even if they had a genie, using all three of they f*cking wishe

Are y'all niggas still sleeping on me? Like, for real
Steven, wake up

Lyrically, coming with a whole different energy
Catchy ass tones getting embedded to the memory
Treating every rapper like they my biggest enemy
I can't open for a nigga not as big as me
Now these new niggas, I'm a biggest nemesis
Old niggas act new to me, when they hear me spit,
Pop up like we cool, when they hear I'm getting big
I'm a who's you type of nigga if I'm getting rich
If I get a V, best believe that shit was free
The f*ck did you think
Wanna work with me, better show me some green
And if you're on my track, then you know what it means
Respect, and I ain't got a lot of that for these niggas
I wouldn't pay for a track with these niggas
Why would I pay to out rap all these niggas
I'm too f*cking nice
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I told y'all niggas, y'all don't come close
Steal whole flows, y'all can't even roll boats
I'll boo your bars, been written by a ghost
I told y'all niggas, y'all don't come close
Been spittin' for a minute, y'all niggas gettin' old
Watch how I do it, y'all better take notes
Bitch, I been spittin' for a minute now
Gettin' too hype and this bitch gotta simmer down
Told these niggas take notes, I'm finna kill a crowd
Big star status on my mama, I knew I was bound
Bitch, I'm boutta make it
Bitch, I'm boutta be the greatest
Ain't no nigga this cold
Best in the Midwest, lyric straight gold
New niggas wanna hate, that's a weird way to cope
They can't stand a nigga glow up
Invite me to their shows, don't count on me to show up
Y'all too old to be countin' on a blow up
I heard your new track and I made a nigga throw up
Ugh, y'all niggas rap straight booty
My raps get cats, bout to catch cooties
Sit back, newbies
Watch how it's done, don't come back, or don't come to me

Y'all are not my competition, y'all are not my competition, like seriously, what the f*ck were you guys thinking

What the f*ck y'all niggas think?
You can tell by the boom that a nigga boutta bing
Been married to the game already, by the ring
Beige boy, boutta blow, been plotting, big things
Gotta tell the truth
If I wanna do work, then y'all getting used
I collab for the views
Don't rap, I abuse
Your track take back your fans
That's my plan to get huge
I walked in the game like, hey, my nigga
I ain't really got much to say, my nigga
I'm only doing work if I'm paid, my nigga
I ain't come here to f*cking play, my nigga
Get plays all day, replay me, nigga
My track just got better taste, my nigga
Your track straight ass, know that, for a fact, come at me, I'm unfazed, my nigga

Y'all are not my competition
Never had a pot to piss in
Pop off, now got opps
Plotting, wishing, I'm knocked off of my top position
My oppositions couldn't stop me
Even if they had a genie, using all three of they f*cking wishe

Are y'all niggas still sleeping on me? Like, for real
Steven, wake up

Lyrically, coming with a whole different energy
Catchy ass tones getting embedded to the memory
Treating every rapper like they my biggest enemy
I can't open for a nigga not as big as me
Now these new niggas, I'm a biggest nemesis
Old niggas act new to me, when they hear me spit,
Pop up like we cool, when they hear I'm getting big
I'm a who's you type of nigga if I'm getting rich
If I get a V, best believe that shit was free
The f*ck did you think
Wanna work with me, better show me some green
And if you're on my track, then you know what it means
Respect, and I ain't got a lot of that for these niggas
I wouldn't pay for a track with these niggas
Why would I pay to out rap all these niggas
I'm too f*cking nice
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Writer: Steven Smith
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Performed By: Beige Boy
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Steven Smith

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