Fuck My Opponent

[Hook: Big Sean] Motherfuck my opponent, started with a vision and a nigga got on it Met success and a introduced it to my homies, now every single girl in the room gon want us (x2) [Verse 1: Big Sean] Hell yeah I hope they hearing us Imma want the beef, broccoli, and asparagus Tell them rich folks they can couple up a chair with us They can sure brag , but I know they can't embarrass us And motherfuck the opposition (fuck) your bitch wanna make a proposition Remember when a nigga barely had a pot to piss in, now I'm on my paper Mr. Composition (what, what?) Excuse me, What? Competition? What? To me that word is non- existent And he sound like uhhhhhhh Quit comparing me bitch Fuck you with a Ron Jeremy dick Hell yeah I'm apparently pissed, sonnin' niggas I could give a parenting tip, I'm too good to really care about shit Cause I'm young with money like I inherited it, biotchh [Hook] (x2) [Verse 2: Tyga] Get a buzz, champagne and club in the dusk Wonder on top of the drums before the ambiance Trying to get the sun involved, reflect on these hoes No mirrors, my vision is simply through carrera gold What's your goals when your interests ain't the (?) Synopsis flow I give it as the story go Legion of Doom the superheroes have entered the room Everyone move, everyone move, except for the Betty Boops I'm Coming for you Reservation at pussy pool, let's make it for two Amateur addict get this long dick stamina IChat the camera Screw faced and hammer her Can't touch it if it's funk That R&B and bitches say they won't Hip-hop around '94 'til my soul (?) Ante up, like M.O.P., fuck your thoughts It's GED, Young Money until the casket drop [Hook] (x2) Motherfuck my opponent (x2) [Hook] (x2)