NO COMPARISON Lyrics – Muwama

NO COMPARISON Lyrics by Muwama

This that rap sh#t not that trap sh#t
It’s just me and my n#gg#s no need for comparisons
Send me the addy we pull up and gak!
Black forgiatos laced up on the phantom

4-5 shots n’ i’m burnt to the max
4-5 pills n’ i’m turnt to the max
Play different cities we good on the map
I was turned up had to chill on a saturday

Desiigner keep talking, he needs to relax
Desiigner keep talking, he screaming “margiela! margiela!”
f#ck two different races sh#t look like a panda
Whole lotta b#tches can’t fit in the phantom

Whole lotta wh#res i’m looking like santa
Smoking on hulk getting geeked like we banner
I’m sipping on slow while i f#ck on this dancer
Baby nicole pop an x on a fanta

I’m so medival that i slip through the channel
I’m so medival that i slip through the channel
I’m turnt of a fanta, i’m losing my balance
My dirty diana in love with designer

But we throbbing the store like we straight from atlanta
Might need me smoke to fight off all of this cancer
Shoot from a ghost in a demon in casa
n#gg#s need grammies cause all of them actors

These b#tches don’t know me they built like they tractors
Blood of bax, slip through the cracks, spittin’ some facts
Psycho he crazy, he move we the straps
You n#gg#s fake cause you built on your cap

I was eighteen when i was stuck in the lab
Me and the gang this the life that we have
He went against us had to take care of that
Had to put him on ice, keep it up cold

Camera’s on live but we don’t strike a pose
Came a long way on this life on the road
Now we stretch on designer and givenchy clothes
Put on some diamonds and we call them rhodes

Change need a cuban to link other wh#res
Beat out her box and pass her to the bros
I ain’t keeping no wh#re, i’m just speaking for show
It’s just me and my n#gg#s no need for comparisons

Send me the addy we pull up and gak!
Black forgiatos laced up on the phantom
4-5 shots n’ i’m burnt to the max
4-5 pills n’ i’m turnt to the max

Play different cities we good on the map
I was turned up had to chill on a saturday
Desiigner keep talking, he needs to relax
Desiigner keep talking, he screaming “margiela! margiela!”

f#ck two different races sh#t look like a panda
Whole lotta b#tches can’t fit in the phantom
Whole lotta wh#res i’m looking like santa
Smoking on hulk getting geeked like we banner

I’m sipping on slow while i f#ck on this dancer
Baby nicole pop an x on a fanta
I’m so medival that i slip through the channel
I’m so medieval that i slip through the channel

I’m dripping like gunna, smoke haze marijuana
She giving me #ss, i ain’t telling her no (arsenal)
Filling these wh#res and i feel like a gunner
Relax on these b#tches i’m steaming on sauna

Pop perkies it itches, 3 stripes in designer
My n#gg#s ain’t fake like these b#tches from china
Her #ss from the streets i be sweeping like wunna, yeah!
I’m killing this sh#t, flexible b#tch do a split on my dick

Trap doctor be saying that my bars are so sick
Fur coat on back and i only do mink
You hating on us cause you probably stink
Erys from the start i be sipping on pink

Don’t f#ck with the rubber the code it be tink
Those dirty dishes they belong in the sink
Four different b#tches eeny, meeny, miny, moe
If i f#cked your friend does that make me a wh#re?

Bad b#tch from east, big booty so fine
Fresh trim on the news just made the headline
Thots on my head they be giving be brain
Smile through the pain you gon’ think i’m insane

Ice on my neck, you know it’s winter season
Wama and hills ain’t time for no comparison
It’s just me and my n#gg#s no need for comparisons
Send me the addy we pull up and gak!

Black forgiatos laced up on the phantom
4-5 shots n’ i’m burnt to the max
4-5 pills n’ i’m turnt to the max
Play different cities we good on the map

I was turned up had to chill on a saturday
Desiigner keep talking, he needs to relax
Desiigner keep talking, he screaming “margiela! margiela!”
f#ck two different races sh#t look like a panda

Whole lotta b#tches can’t fit in the phantom
Whole lotta wh#res i’m looking like santa
Smoking on hulk getting geeked like we banner
I’m sipping on slow while i f#ck on this dancer

Baby nicole pop an x on a fanta
I’m so medival that i slip through the channel
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Muwama Lyrics – NO COMPARISON

Muwama

NO COMPARISON