No Comparison - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

I think them niggas is scared of us

They flexing but only for cameras

I embarrass 'em

(If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon' shoot you)

I think them niggas is scared of us

Flexing but only for cameras

Nothing these niggas could do to us

Who the fuck can they compare to us

Nothing these niggas could say to us

I let 'em stare if they stare at us

Look at my chain I embarrass 'em

Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison

These niggas ain’t catching up to us

I swear these niggas need stamina

I broke her heart in a paragraph

Turned to a thottie to care it up

Now that bitch feel so embarrassing

Diamonds be dancing I blur it up

Your shit is fake you can’t swear to it

I know you fronting, you panicking

I get dressed up like a mannequin

Put on a fit and embarrass 'em, it’s so embarrassing

I put this beat on my body list

Metro a beast yeah he bodied it

They tried to give me a stylist

I told 'em I’m good yeah you wylin'

I got sick of wearing Versace

I wore red bottoms

Don’t let me get in a fight with 'em

One of them spikes and I might hit him

I’m from the jungle

Say that you fuck with gorillas

I know that you niggas be lying

I gotta stay humble

That’s why I fuck with the realest

I swear I put that on the Bible

You stuck in your feelings

Say I’m fucking on your bitch and you should’ve never ever wifed her

That’s word to my mother

If a nigga take my bitch, fuck it

I’ma find another lover we flex on each other

Cuban dripping on my wrist

I could put whatever on the other

That’s word to my mother

I think them niggas is scared of us

Flexing but only for cameras

Nothing these niggas could do to us

Who the fuck can they compare to us

Nothing these niggas could say to us

I let 'em stare if they stare at us

Look at my chain I embarrass 'em

Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison

I think them niggas is scared of us

Flexing but only for cameras

Nothing these niggas could do to us

Who the fuck can they compare to us

Nothing these niggas could say to us

I let 'em stare if they stare at us

Look at my chain I embarrass 'em

Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison

You gotta be kidding me

Most of my shit come from Italy

W up, make 'em sick of me

Ice on my pinky too glittery

Pass on the show it ain’t shit to me

I keep a blicky

Just in case a nigga with me ain’t with me

And I see a enemy, everything litty

Plus my fingers kinda sticky from rolling up that icky icky

Them cookies be hitting

Spinking with the strap

Ladder hanging off of that

Yeah I get too attatched

I ain’t fucking with the act, I be tripping off of that

I’ma keep it a stack

Mike Amiri’s on me stretch

But I’m holding all this bread

I’ma keep me a bag

They was saying I was next

Ever since I hit the booth and I jumped on a track

I think them niggas is scared of us

Flexing but only for cameras

Nothing these niggas could do to us

Who the fuck can they compare to us

Nothing these niggas could say to us

I let 'em stare if they stare at us

Look at my chain I embarrass 'em

Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison

I think them niggas is scared of us

Flexing but only for cameras

Nothing these niggas could do to us

Who the fuck can they compare to us

Nothing these niggas could say to us

I let 'em stare if they stare at us

Look at my chain I embarrass 'em

Fuck it, it ain’t no comparison