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The Almighty Bryson - Comparison Lyrics

CHORUS

Look at me x 2
Look at you x 2 x 2

Now tell me whose fly
Tell me whose dripping
Tell me who got the sauce
Tell me who wishing

VERSE 1

Ion move with the crowd

Say hi to my friend
That's my blunt

See you hating
I can tell you misinformed

Tell these niggas
Get
The
Fvck
Out
The box
I ain't got time
I'm on that Henny

Bottles keep on coming
Coming right though

You ain't colour blind
My bae white
Bro

I think she got demons
Yeah i got too

Wilding out
See em late night

Issa vibe

Dash that right

Shmoking on that blunt

Shit I like

Issa vibe
Late night

Everything that's wrong
Turns to right

( BAVK TO THE CHORUS )

VERSE 2

Niggas programmed
Think thry progressing
Stuck in the box
We don't mix
Clean like water
Your bitch sipping
Been thugging
Schooling niggas
Now I principal this
I been in charge
I'm supercharged
Flyer than the astronauts
Pilots ain't got shit on me
You niggas ain't got no stamina
My drip
Like a drug bitch
Now take this
Use this
Don't Confuse me
With these rookies
I'm the leader of the wave
Old school and new
Also
I don't need you check me out
Coz you will be doomed
I don't aim
I just shoot
I can pull up
Take your bitch m
But I be on some other shit
Bigger shit
Shit
You wouldn't handle
If I told you
You'd need Theraphy
I ain't got no
Friends
I share my secrets
With my demons G