Testo No Comparison - A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Testo della canzone No Comparison (A Boogie wit da Hoodie), tratta dall'album Flossin' - Hip Hop's Greatest
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I think them n-- is scared of us
They flexin' but only for cameras
I embarrass 'em
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
I think them n-- is scared of us, flexin' but only for cameras
Nothin' these n-- could do to us, who the f-- can they compare to us?
Nothin' these n-- could say to us, I let 'em stare if they stare at us
Look at my chain, I embarrass 'em, f-- it, it ain't no comparison
These n-- ain't catchin' up to us, I swear, these n-- need stamina
I broke her heart in a paragraph, turned to a thottie to cure it up
Now that b-- feel so embarrassin', diamonds be dancin', I blur it up
Your sh-- is fake, you can't swear to it
I know you frontin', you panickin', I get dressed up like a mannequin
Put on a fit and embarrass 'em, it's so embarrassin', 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, yo, you wylin', I got sick of wearin' Versace, I want red bottoms
Don't let me get in a fight with 'em, one of 'em spikes and I might hit him
I'm from the jungle, say that you f-- with gorillas
I know that you n-- be lyin'
I gotta stay humble, that's why I f-- with the realest
I swear I put that on the Bible
You stuck in your feelings, say I'm f-- on your b--
And you shoulda never ever wifed her
That's word to my mother, if a n-- take my b--, f-- it
I'ma find another lover, we flex on each other
Cuban drippin' on my wrist, I could put whatever on the other
That's word to my mother
I think them n-- is scared of us, flexin' but only for cameras
Nothin' these n-- could do to us, who the f-- can they compare to us?
Nothin' these n-- could say to us, I let 'em stare if they stare at us
Look at my chain I embarrass 'em, f-- it, it ain't no comparison
I think them n-- is scared of us, flexin' but only for cameras
Nothin' these n-- could do to us, who the f-- can they compare to us?
Nothin' these n-- could say to us, I let 'em stare if they stare at us
Look at my chain I embarrass 'em, f-- it, it ain't no comparison
You gotta be kiddin' me
Most of my sh-- come from Italy, W up, make 'em sick of me
Ice on my pinky too glittery, pass on a show, it ain't sh-- to me
I keep a blicky, just in case a n-- with me ain't with me
And I see an enemy, everythin' litty
Plus my fingers kinda sticky from rollin' up that icky-icky
Them cookies be hittin'
Beam came with the strap, ladder hangin' off of that
Yeah, I get two attached
I ain't f--' with the Act', I be trippin' off of that
I'ma keep it a stack, Mike Amiri's on me stretch
But I'm holdin' all this bread, I'ma keep me a bag
They was sayin' I was next
Ever since I hit the booth and I jumped on a track
I think them n-- is scared of us, flexin' but only for cameras
Nothin' these n-- could do to us, who the f-- can they compare to us?
Nothin' these n-- could say to us, I let 'em stare if they stare at us
Look at my chain I embarrass 'em, f-- it, it ain't no comparison
I think them n-- is scared of us, flexin' but only for cameras
Nothin' these n-- could do to us, who the f-- can they compare to us?
Nothin' these n-- could say to us, I let 'em stare if they stare at us
Look at my chain I embarrass 'em, f-- it, it ain't no comparison
Ain't no comparison, f-- it, it ain't no comparison
Look at my chain, it's embarrassin', I'm flexin' on 'em, embarrassin'
Flexin' on 'em, so embarrassin', look at my chain, it's embarrassin'
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Writer(s): Leland Tyler Wayne, Artist Dubose, Bill Kapri
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