No Competition Yo Gotti (Ft. Blac Youngsta)

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah
Yeah
Shh, shh, shh, shh
(GnB)
Frrt, frrt, frrt (Yeah), frrt (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas (Beep)
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I never compete with my niggas
I never compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas (Beep, yeah)

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Niggas spending paper on these bitches like it's competition
'Fore I was a rich nigga, all I knew was stoves and kitchеns
Shorty got the bag with the big B, that's a brick for it
Shorty got the AP on hеr wrist, it ain't the lil' boy
All my niggas bosses in the camp, it ain't no lil' boys
All my niggas'll drill somethin'
All my niggas'll— shh somethin'
You can't eat off my table, lil' nigga, you ain't no real one
You ain't got no money, nigga, that's your fault, go and get you some
I lead by example
I was down bad fucked up, for example
Jumped in an Enterprise rental, went to Atlanta
Met a nigga with a hundred 'bows and clamp 'em (Give me that)
Remember me?
Ridin' in a Chevy (Chevy), now I'm in a Phantom
Front row of the awards (Grammys) and I got the hammer
Lil' bro smoking out the grammies, he ain't got no manners
But he got some money and he taking care of his family