CONTEST Lyrics – Travis Scott & SoFaygo | from “JACKBOYS 2”

CONTEST Lyrics - Travis Scott & SoFaygo | from "JACKBOYS 2"

“CONTEST” Lyrics by Travis Scott & SoFaygo is a high-octane trap anthem straight from the JACKBOYS 2 compilation. Produced with a menacing beat and flex-heavy energy, this track shows both Travis and SoFaygo in their most confident, untouchable mode. With Scott leading the charge through bars soaked in bravado, luxury, and coded warnings, SoFaygo jumps in later to match the vibe, bringing his youthful chaos and futuristic flow. It’s Travis being cold and untouchable, and SoFaygo echoing the same tone but with more bounce.

         

Even if his music is new to you, this song will pull you in with its honest lyrics and energetic beats. It’s got that magnetic energy and the kind of lines that hit hard and stay with you. Read the CONTEST lyrics by Travis Scott below, and experience his passion for music.

Song Overview

Artist 🎤Travis Scott🎤SoFaygo

Mood 🎧Confrontational🎧Dark

Tone 🗣️Aggressive🗣️Confident

Genre 🎼Trap🎼Rage Rap

Theme 🗣️Dominance🗣️Superiority

Lyrics of CONTEST by Travis Scott & SoFaygo

[Intro: Travis Scott]
Yeah
Lotta Shit On My Conscious
Lotta Shit On My Conscious
Lotta Shit On My Conscious

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
I’ve Been Winnin’ My Whole Life, It Ain’t No Contest (B!tch)
Judgin’ By Your First Impression, B!tch, I’m Not Impressed (B!tch)
I Don’t Do No Second Chances, You Can Try Your Best (B!tch)
If You Know Me, We Do Headshots, We Don’t Try On Vests (B!tch)
Ayy, B!tch, I’m Courtside, Can’t Hit The Ref With A Tec
Lambo’ Door Suicide, She Get Blessed If We Mesh
Got Your B!tch Mortified, ‘Cause I Left After Sex
Man, That Hoe Yours And Mine, Had To Call Gang,
Told ‘Em Catch (Yeah-yeah, Yeah)

         

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
B!tch, 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, B!tch, I’m Not Impressed (Impressed)
My Lil’ Function Bad As F**k, 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 B!tch 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

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
I Been Winnin’ My Whole Life, It Ain’t No Contest
Judgin’ By Your First Impression, B!tch, 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 B!tch Mortified, Because I Left After Sex
Man, That Ho Yours And Mine, Had To Call Gang, Told ‘Em Catch

[Interlude: Sofaygo]
Woo, Catch
Let’s Go, Catch, Yeah, Woo
Catch, Yeah
Yeah, Catch, Let’s Go

         

[Verse 2: Sofaygo]
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 F**k Up The Street
Diamonds, I’m Flickin’, My Lil’ B!tch 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
F**k ‘Round And Pop Out A Tank (Woo)
You Know My Gas, It Be Dank, Ugh
I Just Might F**k ‘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

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Sofaygo]
I’ve Been Winnin’ My Whole Life, It Ain’t No Contest
Judgin’ By Your First Impression, B!tch, 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 B!tch 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, B!tch, 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 B!tch Mortified, Because I Left After Sex
Man, That B!tch 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, B!tch, 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 B!tch Mortified, Because I Left After Sex
Man, That Hoe Yours And Mine, Had To Call Gang, Told ‘Em Catch

         

FAQs about ‘CONTEST’ by Travis Scott

The “CONTEST” song is sung by SoFaygo and Travis Scott.

         

The song “CONTEST” was written by Travis Scott and SoFaygo.

“CONTEST” is produced by ​[TBA].

CONTEST was released on July 13, 2025.

The duration of the song CONTEST is approximately 4 minutes and 32 seconds.

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