Game Over
Aye
Check it
I'm scratchin opps off the checklist
My shootas we pull up get reckless
I'm smokin on ganja called cat piss
That's the shit you don't know
My nigga will blow
My nigga a bro
He know how to rhyme
He did sum time
He took the blame
Not for the fame
I'm spitting these bars it ain't no game
I'm fuckin yo bitch i'm makin it rain
Spent 30 racks on a brand new chain
Smokin a wood before we go
I'm rolling a swisher
I'm fuckin yo sister
If I killed her I know you won't miss her
I had to kiss her
I'm fuckin yo hoe
I'm countin da doe
I'm late for my show
We gotta go
Who want the smoke
I'm countin dis bread i'm fuckin yo bitch
I ride for my bro like Morty and Rick
Can't step out the house unless i got my blick
Here's Jonnyboi we gon hit a lick
Smokin on stank I keep it a 100
Fuck what you think I know you don't want it
She fucking with me because of my money
These boys be jokes I know that they phony
If you talkin shit don't think they won't call me
Gettin drops from the opps I know they don't know me
If you really want smoke better come show me
Pull up on yo block it's me and my homies
Bitches be broke they ain't got no money
I ride for my bros even when it's stormy
I counting this bread I'm sippin on 40
Ride for my bro like Rick and Morty
I ain't want no hoes I ride for my shorty
I ain't ever been a snitch in the cell it got lonely
All I want is head so bitch come blow me
Switch on a fraud
Catch you in fog
I'm bettin yo ass while you call for your mom
Yeah Look Ouu Look
We pull off in the Range Rover
Don't fuck with the oops when they see us we ain't pullen over
Got a good luck charm like a four leaf clover
Face 20 blunts and it's game over
I'm a god like Zeus
Be a G or be a bitch one day you gon choose
I ride with my crew
We sit back and cruise
They say we gon blow up I said that's good news
You say that you ride you couldn't walk a mile in my goddamn shoes
The bitches love me cause they can't refuse
This dick
Don't come quick
She like how it thick
She liking my kicks
Says I'm making hits
She hop on my D and she doing the splits
She hop on my D then she doing the splits
Got my mom on the phone
She said make her proud but I'm gone off patron
Sippen Henney and purp and then I'm in my zone
Don't fuck with my bro I'll put one in your dome
Better watch out bitches taking my throne
I'm a fucking king it's in my bones
I'm rapping unknown
I'm rapping at home
I'm fucking stoned
Check it
I'm scratchin opps off the checklist
My shootas we pull up get reckless
I'm smokin on ganja called cat piss
That's the shit you don't know
My nigga will blow
My nigga a bro
He know how to rhyme
He did sum time
He took the blame
Not for the fame
I'm spitting these bars it ain't no game
I'm fuckin yo bitch i'm makin it rain
Spent 30 racks on a brand new chain
Smokin a wood before we go
I'm rolling a swisher
I'm fuckin yo sister
If I killed her I know you won't miss her
I had to kiss her
I'm fuckin yo hoe
I'm countin da doe
I'm late for my show
We gotta go
Who want the smoke
I'm countin dis bread i'm fuckin yo bitch
I ride for my bro like Morty and Rick
Can't step out the house unless i got my blick
Here's Jonnyboi we gon hit a lick
Smokin on stank I keep it a 100
Fuck what you think I know you don't want it
She fucking with me because of my money
These boys be jokes I know that they phony
If you talkin shit don't think they won't call me
Gettin drops from the opps I know they don't know me
If you really want smoke better come show me
Pull up on yo block it's me and my homies
Bitches be broke they ain't got no money
I ride for my bros even when it's stormy
I counting this bread I'm sippin on 40
Ride for my bro like Rick and Morty
I ain't want no hoes I ride for my shorty
I ain't ever been a snitch in the cell it got lonely
All I want is head so bitch come blow me
Switch on a fraud
Catch you in fog
I'm bettin yo ass while you call for your mom
Yeah Look Ouu Look
We pull off in the Range Rover
Don't fuck with the oops when they see us we ain't pullen over
Got a good luck charm like a four leaf clover
Face 20 blunts and it's game over
I'm a god like Zeus
Be a G or be a bitch one day you gon choose
I ride with my crew
We sit back and cruise
They say we gon blow up I said that's good news
You say that you ride you couldn't walk a mile in my goddamn shoes
The bitches love me cause they can't refuse
This dick
Don't come quick
She like how it thick
She liking my kicks
Says I'm making hits
She hop on my D and she doing the splits
She hop on my D then she doing the splits
Got my mom on the phone
She said make her proud but I'm gone off patron
Sippen Henney and purp and then I'm in my zone
Don't fuck with my bro I'll put one in your dome
Better watch out bitches taking my throne
I'm a fucking king it's in my bones
I'm rapping unknown
I'm rapping at home
I'm fucking stoned
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Writer(s): John Wolf
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