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Unfriendly Competition Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Simmie
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Andrew Thomas




Yung Simmie - Unfriendly Competition Lyrics
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I'd rather bump shoulders, f*ck handshakes
It's GlokkNine to flatten Fat Nick like a pancake
And if Pouya try to save his dog, you gon' find him under dirt
I'll show you who the underdog
Tell Germ that I'm sick, I got all the germs
If he try to save Pouya, I'ma do 'em like a perm
And put the heat to his head, then lay him down
Might rob Robb Bank$, tell him don't make a sound
All these bars, I should do a crime
I ain't talking Ultimate or C9 when you see the nine
On the block, I'm Ray Charles, I don't see nine
I'm not the type to give a f*ck, 'cause I get mine
I know the people hungry, they waiting in the line
But don't worry, I cook Curry like it's dinner time
Rap niggas too funny, no Dave Chappelle
It's a new era, I might call up Nell & Rell
I stay high, no gravity
Niggas wanna be savages without salary
I'ma keep it real, that's a Bible in my right hand
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie? No, call me boogeyman
I'm eating up the track and I leave the scraps
I'm with a thottie in the trap, getting top like a wave cap
It's get money & it's f*ck Trump
Play stupid, gun in your mouth, no Lil Pump
And niggas ride waves, on some hoe shit
Clips coming out the tripple X like a porn flick
You better do you, 'cause I does this
The hit man, better hope your name ain't on my hit list
I don't take L's, I ain't Meek Mill
Sleep for the weak, I can't sleep until I see mills
I ain't talking math, but I solve problems
I'm ganged up nigga, you be with them crime stoppers
I'm smoking girl scout like 'oh boy'
Chiefing on that keef, I ain't talking bout' no Glo Boy
I'm with that white girl, no snow boy
Got it out the mud, had to get it off the floor boy
But let's bump shoulders, f*ck handshakes
I'm bouta' trip like the luggage in a suitcase
Don't compare me, the flow so scary
My weed to loud I don't think you hear me
Or you ain't heard of me
Jet life how I'm high, just counting up the currency
I dunk in the pussy, she call me Scottie
Robbed a Lil Boat, I ain't talking Yachty
Big Smokey, ask about me
Always smoking, keep the plug around me
You smoking mid, don't stand around me
Yuh

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I'd rather bump shoulders, f*ck handshakes
It's GlokkNine to flatten Fat Nick like a pancake
And if Pouya try to save his dog, you gon' find him under dirt
I'll show you who the underdog
Tell Germ that I'm sick, I got all the germs
If he try to save Pouya, I'ma do 'em like a perm
And put the heat to his head, then lay him down
Might rob Robb Bank$, tell him don't make a sound
All these bars, I should do a crime
I ain't talking Ultimate or C9 when you see the nine
On the block, I'm Ray Charles, I don't see nine
I'm not the type to give a f*ck, 'cause I get mine
I know the people hungry, they waiting in the line
But don't worry, I cook Curry like it's dinner time
Rap niggas too funny, no Dave Chappelle
It's a new era, I might call up Nell & Rell
I stay high, no gravity
Niggas wanna be savages without salary
I'ma keep it real, that's a Bible in my right hand
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie? No, call me boogeyman
I'm eating up the track and I leave the scraps
I'm with a thottie in the trap, getting top like a wave cap
It's get money & it's f*ck Trump
Play stupid, gun in your mouth, no Lil Pump
And niggas ride waves, on some hoe shit
Clips coming out the tripple X like a porn flick
You better do you, 'cause I does this
The hit man, better hope your name ain't on my hit list
I don't take L's, I ain't Meek Mill
Sleep for the weak, I can't sleep until I see mills
I ain't talking math, but I solve problems
I'm ganged up nigga, you be with them crime stoppers
I'm smoking girl scout like 'oh boy'
Chiefing on that keef, I ain't talking bout' no Glo Boy
I'm with that white girl, no snow boy
Got it out the mud, had to get it off the floor boy
But let's bump shoulders, f*ck handshakes
I'm bouta' trip like the luggage in a suitcase
Don't compare me, the flow so scary
My weed to loud I don't think you hear me
Or you ain't heard of me
Jet life how I'm high, just counting up the currency
I dunk in the pussy, she call me Scottie
Robbed a Lil Boat, I ain't talking Yachty
Big Smokey, ask about me
Always smoking, keep the plug around me
You smoking mid, don't stand around me
Yuh

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Writer: Andrew Thomas
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