Game Over
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (woah,oh,oh)
All fun and games (yah)
Til its over (oh)
Til its over (woah,woah,woah)
Yeah
Now its game over (yeah)
Game over (ou)
Game over (woah)
Game over (yah)
Game over (uh)
Game over (uh)
Game over
Game over (uh)
Yeah uh
We fuck cuz you don't really care if i'm ballin
Don't give a fuck about hoes that be callin
This money in my pocket it always keep falling
Dont really care cuz ima always be balling
Ima get so much money but i wont change
Pick you up baby lets fuck in the range yeah
Fuck in the range yeah
Drippin way too much everything i got is nice
When i fuck my bitch i gotta make her cum twice
Rolling too much loud
You know we taking off
High up in the clouds im feeling a little lost
Im feeling lost
I pull up like a boss
I pull up with the sauce
Drinking water yeah voss
Driving the foreign coupe you know the cost
I gotta win cant take loss
Yeah ou i keep a cross
Look at my neck and i saw gloss
She a bad bitch but she act like she dont know
All these niggas capping
They just putting on a show
Just like a car i consume all the gas
Roll up some dough you know it gon last
Roll on that ass
Roll on that ass
Roll on that ass
Now its game over (woah)
Game over (ou)
Game over (ou)
Game over (yah)
Game over (ou)
Game over (yeah)
Game over
Game over
Used to fuck all over the house
Even fucked all on the floor
Keep thinking to myself
Why doesnt this bitch love me anymore
I used to keep some pills on me
In cased you asked me you want more
Some more
In case you want some more
In case you want some more
Im feeling a little fucking crazy yeah
Feeling a little fucking wavy yeah
Ima go crazy
Ima go crazy
Feeling wavy
Yeah
Dropping the top cuz you know its hot
All of these bottles i popped yeah you know i bought
All of these bitches they want me they know i got
So much ice i know
I got money to blow
Driving the coupe i aint going slow
Dont make no plans go with the flow
Yeah
Cuz she want coca she want snow
She want bitches she want mo
She fucking bitches on the low
Yeah you know that shes a freak
She wanna fuck about ten times a week
After i fuck you know i gotta leave
Never sell my soul no
Never sell my soul no
Keep it real til the day you mothafucking die
I only want bad bitches on my side
No fake energy no mothafuckin lies
No more lies
I caught myself getting carried away
You know that i want a million a day
Get too caught up in the mothafuckin play
Ou blowing a check today
She tryna flex today
Ima just eat it up like its a cake
Ima just beat it up all in the wraith
Yeah all in the wraith
I got fucked up with a model
I got fucked up with a model
Bitch im balling like the lotto
Bitch im balling like the lotto
Ima go super saiyan all on these hoes
Fuck her and i hit the woah
Fuck her and i gotta go
Yeah
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
Uh
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (woah,oh,oh)
All fun and games (yah)
Til its over (oh)
Til its over (woah,woah,woah)
Yeah
Now its game over (yeah)
Game over (ou)
Game over (woah)
Game over (yah)
Game over (uh)
Game over (uh)
Game over
Game over (uh)
Yeah uh
We fuck cuz you don't really care if i'm ballin
Don't give a fuck about hoes that be callin
This money in my pocket it always keep falling
Dont really care cuz ima always be balling
Ima get so much money but i wont change
Pick you up baby lets fuck in the range yeah
Fuck in the range yeah
Drippin way too much everything i got is nice
When i fuck my bitch i gotta make her cum twice
Rolling too much loud
You know we taking off
High up in the clouds im feeling a little lost
Im feeling lost
I pull up like a boss
I pull up with the sauce
Drinking water yeah voss
Driving the foreign coupe you know the cost
I gotta win cant take loss
Yeah ou i keep a cross
Look at my neck and i saw gloss
She a bad bitch but she act like she dont know
All these niggas capping
They just putting on a show
Just like a car i consume all the gas
Roll up some dough you know it gon last
Roll on that ass
Roll on that ass
Roll on that ass
Now its game over (woah)
Game over (ou)
Game over (ou)
Game over (yah)
Game over (ou)
Game over (yeah)
Game over
Game over
Used to fuck all over the house
Even fucked all on the floor
Keep thinking to myself
Why doesnt this bitch love me anymore
I used to keep some pills on me
In cased you asked me you want more
Some more
In case you want some more
In case you want some more
Im feeling a little fucking crazy yeah
Feeling a little fucking wavy yeah
Ima go crazy
Ima go crazy
Feeling wavy
Yeah
Dropping the top cuz you know its hot
All of these bottles i popped yeah you know i bought
All of these bitches they want me they know i got
So much ice i know
I got money to blow
Driving the coupe i aint going slow
Dont make no plans go with the flow
Yeah
Cuz she want coca she want snow
She want bitches she want mo
She fucking bitches on the low
Yeah you know that shes a freak
She wanna fuck about ten times a week
After i fuck you know i gotta leave
Never sell my soul no
Never sell my soul no
Keep it real til the day you mothafucking die
I only want bad bitches on my side
No fake energy no mothafuckin lies
No more lies
I caught myself getting carried away
You know that i want a million a day
Get too caught up in the mothafuckin play
Ou blowing a check today
She tryna flex today
Ima just eat it up like its a cake
Ima just beat it up all in the wraith
Yeah all in the wraith
I got fucked up with a model
I got fucked up with a model
Bitch im balling like the lotto
Bitch im balling like the lotto
Ima go super saiyan all on these hoes
Fuck her and i hit the woah
Fuck her and i gotta go
Yeah
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
Uh
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
I gotta go yeah
Yeah
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Writer(s): Jesus Alberto Grillo
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