Game Over

[Part I]

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Money on the floor, then I'm
Yeah, yeah, okay

[Verse]
Money on the floor then I'm to it like the hedgehog
Told the shooter slide, when you slide, knock his head off
All these fuckin' giffies in my pocket, where my eggnog?
Doin' all that barkin', boy, you gon' end up a dead dog
Oh my God, come get your bitch, can't get her off of me
Gotta stay strapped just for the niggas tryna plot on me
Boy, I'm in Kentucky with that chicken, got a lot on me
I can show you how to go and get it if you follow me
Show my lil' nigga how to punch, now he go tеn
If I shoot my shot at your bitch, it's gon' go in
In the club feelin' good, snuck the pole in
I'ma makе it to the top and let my bros in
You keep thinkin' life a game until it's game over
With a baddie smokin' on some opps in a Range Rover
Man, I'm known from coast to coast, I just ain't local
Came a long way from askin' grannies, "What is your social?"
You down bad all on Tinder tryna get some pussy
Better ask around, I'm the vet, I'm not no fuckin' rookie
What the fuck did you put in this pack? This is not no cookie
I ain't even in the mood to dance, chain like to boogie
Chopper got a scope and the grip, Glock got a fully
If you say she loyal, why the fuck is she respondin' to me?
Kinda feel like Kevin Porter Jr., got a rocket on me
And I'm ridin' 'round with some niggas that'll pop you for me
Bitch bad, every time I see her I'ma get a woody
Hit it good, when she leave, I bet she tryna steal my hoodie
I ain't even have to buy her liquor, she be drinkin' [?]
Had to smack it out her had, she tried to pass it to me
Glock got thirty, shot eleven, Millie Bobby Brown
Took her on a trip 'cause she ain't never been out of town
Baby wanna be my gravity, say she gon' hold me down
I think she a pro, she in here tryna go another round
Tryna knock me out with that Wop, you ain't Floyd, ho
I can tell by how the way you act, you for sure broke
White buffs, lookin' like a nigga finna snort coke
I won't never put my trust in you, you'll for sure choke

[Part II]

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Shit
Shit
(Fuck with 'em, Bill)
Okay
(Damn, JakeSand)

[Verse]
It kinda feel like niggas wanna see me lose (Fuck)
That's why I'm by myself thumbin' through some blues (Shit)
Hit him in his top, I'm tryna see it ooze
All her friends tens, make it hard to choose (Fuck)
If I'm in the rental, it's a foreign and we doggin' it
I'll pass lil' baby if she choosin', I ain't hoggin' it
Grab her hand when she givin' head, I want all of it
Takin' a couple Jacks of ShittyBoyz starter kit
You wake up dick suckin', you ain't even brush your teeth yet
I just touched down in Kansas City, where the Chiefs at?
No, you cannot win by yourself, where your team at?
If I shoot my shot at your bitch, I'm gon' Green that
Exterminatin' shit, come through and get you gone quick
Turn eighteen and I ain't think he on some grown shit
Don't believe you gettin' all this money, you don't own shit
And now I'm thinkin' 'bout it, you ain't even got your own whip
Lame-ass, broke-ass corn ball
2022 Gladiator, snatched the doors off
2023, I'm comin' harder than a virgin
Droppin' home, blowin' zaza, got me swervin'
You be talking like you in the field, what, you nervous?
All this chicken on me, I should open up a Church's
I know the feelin', feelin' like you ain't shit but worthless
But then I scammed your granny and found out my purpose

[Outro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Fuck with 'em, Bill)
(Damn, JakeSand)