Title: CONTEST
Artists: Travis Scott & SoFaygo
Album: Jackboys 2
CONTEST Lyrics by Travis Scott & SoFaygo
Yeah
Lotta shit on my conscious
Lotta shit on my conscious
Lotta shit on my conscious
I’ve been winnin’ my whole life, it ain’t no contest (Bitch)
Judgin’ by your first impression, bitch, I’m not impressed (Bitch)
I don’t do no second chances, you can try your best (Bitch)
If you know me, we do headshots, we don’t try on vests (Bitch)
Ayy, bitch, I’m courtside, can’t hit the ref with a TEC
Lambo’ door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh
Got your bitch mortified, ‘cause I left after sex
Man, that hoe yours and mine, had to call gang, told ‘em catch (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I’m antisocial, don’t be talkin’ (Talkin’)
You a target, spin your block and park it (Baow, yeah)
Sipping’ all this codeine, don’t be coughin’ (Eugh)
Move with caution, coroner gon’ chalk it (Straight up)
I been winnin’ my whole life, it ain’t no contest (‘Test)
Judgin’ by your first impression, bitch, I’m not impressed (Impressed)
My lil’ function bad as fuck, face, ass pressed (Pressed)
I just paid a million for some shit I gotta test (Skrrt)
Yeah, I know they fiendin’ still, but I got them fixed
And you know it’s never chill, when I’m out the mix
We been runnin’ lobby still, floodin’ up the pit
Putting this shit on, get too real, my bitch takin’ pics
I seen ghetto feed the spot, stilettos, I’m tryna get my medal
Young Jacq’ out the meadow, came up off of riddles
Tryna show my seed some little, epic dad he kin and one
All my dawgs are winners, and they keep a fiddle
I been winnin’ my whole life, it ain’t no contest
Judgin’ by your first impression, bitch, I’m not impressed
I don’t do no second chances, you can try your best
If you know me, we do headshots, we don’t try on vests
I’m sittin’ courtside, can’t hit the ref with a tech
Lambo’ door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh
Got your bitch mortified, because I left after sex
Man, that ho yours and mine, had to call gang, told ‘em catch
Woo, catch
Let’s go, catch, yeah, woo
Catch, yeah
Yeah, catch, let’s go
Ran the bands and now they contest
Couple bands, I run up a check (Yeah-yeah, skrrt)
This some shit you gotta respect (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
We don’t do the shit that you expect
Hop in the ‘Rari then I fuck up the street
Diamonds, I’m flickin’, my lil’ bitch elite (Yeah-yeah)
When we pull up, we gon’ make ‘em retreat
We ’bout to go animal, ’bout to go beast
Uh, you know that Jack’ at the bank, huh
Fuck ‘round and pop out a tank (Woo)
You know my gas, it be dank, ugh
I just might fuck ‘round and blam (Woah)
I done seen ‘em, but that pape’, I gotta get it up (Yeah)
Told her as soon as I land, I need you to eat me up (Yeah)
In this black truck, you can’t see, I got the windows up (Yeah)
Told the driver hit the gas, I almost spilled my cup
I’ve been winnin’ my whole life, it ain’t no contest
Judgin’ by your first impression, bitch, I’m not impressed
I don’t do no second chances, you can try your best
If you know me, we do headshots, we don’t try on vests
I’m sittin’ courtside, can’t hit the ref with a TEC
Lambo’ door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh
Got your bitch mortified, because I left after sex
Man, that hoe yours and mine, had to call gang, told ‘em catch
I’ve been winnin’ my whole life, it ain’t no contest
Judgin’ by your first impression, bitch, I’m not impressed
I don’t do no second chances, you can try your best
If you know me, we do headshots, we don’t try on vests
I’m sittin’ courtside, can’t hit the ref with a TEC
Lambo’ door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh
Got your bitch mortified, because I left after sex
Man, that bitch yours and mine, had to call gang, told ‘em catch
I’ve been winnin’ my whole life, it ain’t no contest
Judgin’ by your first impression, bitch, I’m not impressed
I don’t do no second chances, you can try your best
If you know me, we do headshots, we don’t try on vests
I’m sittin’ courtside, can’t hit the ref with a TEC
Lambo’ door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh
Got your bitch mortified, because I left after sex
Man, that hoe yours and mine, had to call gang, told ‘em catch
More Jackboys 2 Lyrics
- JACKBOYS – JB2 RADIO
- Travis Scott & Don Toliver – CHAMPAIN & VACAY
- Travis Scott – 2000 EXCURSION (ft. Don Toliver & Sheck Wes)
- Travis Scott – KICK OUT (ft. 21 Savage)
- Travis Scott – DUMBO
- SoFaygo – MM3
- Don Toliver & Sheck Wes – VELOUR
- Travis Scott & SoFaygo – CONTEST
- Sheck Wes – ILMB (ft. Travis Scott)
- Travis Scott – WHERE WAS YOU (ft. Future & Playboi Carti)
- Don Toliver – NO COMMENTS
- Travis Scott – BEEP BEEP
- Travis Scott – PBT (ft. Tyla & Vybz Kartel)
- Travis Scott – SHYNE (ft. GloRilla)
- Travis Scott – OUTSIDE (ft. NBA Youngboy)
- Don Toliver & Future – CANT STOP
- Travis Scott – FLORIDA FLOW (ft. Kodak Black)
