How The Game Goes

Aye
Yeah

Saucin' on my body flossing
If you only want me when I'm up, oh yeah you lost me
Draped in all designer please don't ask how much it cost me
I got hella drip oh yeah I'm dripping like a faucet

Oh yeah I'm dripping like a faucet
And I don't even force it
Bitches on my dick because I walk it like I talk it
All up in the VIP and best believe that Imma spark it
But if she don't ride stick best believe that she could park it
Yeah

Exhausted damn you got me sore bitch
Pull up with the caution cause some niggas can't afford this
Water got me nauseous all this drip it cost a fortune
Young Corlyone bossing probably see me on the Forbes List

Look
Forbes List bitches on a hit list
I just shoot my shot you know I score it's like I can't miss
I'm way to established she talking about marriage
Married to this bread just give me head I'm counting cabbage

It's cause I'm cocky and I'm arrogant
She fuck me she bad as shit
Damn her pussy damaging
I fuck then I'm vanishing
She just want to swallow all my kids cause its replenishing
She a little nasty freaky bitch but I could handle it

I was on a route but then I had to go and switch the course
Add up the amounts bitch I been ballin' yeah I'm on the court
Chattin like they mouse I swear these niggas play a different sport
Swipe it it don't bounce but if it do I gotta change the source

Coming up no cleats just jays I run it up
I like my money sumin' up
Her brain to wet its dumb enough
She tag her friend I double up
No double dutch this rubber clutch
No Burnin through this rubber what
Just rub me down ad fall in love

Man who they think they fuckin with
One false move i'm busting quick
So stop with all that hatin' shit
Get up and go and hit a lick
Get up and go and fuck ya bitch
Get up and go and bust some clips
Get up and go and make your on way
Stop trynna copy this

Rough round the edges she a rider she say my hood reign Supreme
Swag is different stuff bands in corduroys do Amiris
Don't try to bud in just fucked a Spanish bitch look like Tahiry
At the push of a button could clear the room them niggas better fear me
Pinky Finger up I'm pimpin'
Can't wear no cape no simpin'
Getting to the pasta provolone on all the chicken
The drip to wet its different
Can't fake this dog I'm too legit mean three legit
Forever real I plead the fifth
Don't get too close or see the clip

So please don't get it twisted
Bitch I'm still a misfit
Making niggas slit wrist
I'm dripping like I'm Slick Rick
Now everyday is Christmas
I'm flexing like its fitness

She lick on dick just like its candy
She say it taste like Licorice
Pretty bad bitch take off her panties
This bitch giggling she ticklish
A lot of niggas want my spot but they can never get this
Like Bolt I lap these niggas and they can't cover the distance
In and out the spot just got the drop
And boy this food is hitting
Think I might just blow a bag on diamonds
Just to see them glisten



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Boateng
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