GAMETIME
I got a bad little bitch
I'm finna step through the lane
I'm shitting on yall
I won't even pass the bitch
Cartier cartier all on my wrist and her ankles, I ain't have to ask the bitch
He say the he on it the only time he get active is when he off activis
I'm getting the guap and I'm getting the top and I'm swerving, and she just made me crash the whip
Bitch made me crash the car
Head in the whip I'm a superstar
She only suck dick and clout chase cause she know I'm gone make it far
I'm on they radar
Stringing hoes hearts like it is a guitar
Ain't give a fuck and I left them a scar
Pulling they cards like the line at the bar
The hundreds stayed sticking like it was in tar
Love it don't live here no more
I kick the bitch out the door
She keep on asking for shit like she up in the store
These niggas ain't checking the score
They only look up when they play in the fourth
Don't play with my niggas they might know the force
Loving a nigga cause I'm from the north
Fuck a new plug I just need a good source
I got a bad little bitch
I'm finna step through the lane
I'm shitting on yall
I won't even pass the bitch
Cartier cartier all on my wrist and her ankles, I ain't have to ask the bitch
He say the he on it the only time he get active is when he off activis
I'm getting the guap and I'm getting the top and I'm swerving, and she just made me crash the whip
Walk in this bitch and I'm fresh as can be
Get a new cut, hit the whip, then I speed
I need a few hoes to roll up the weed
Spaceship so high I might roll up on Jesus
Praying for me to make songs yeah they need this
Backpack to rap, I knew I would be Yeezus
Always been strong never showing no weakness
Matter of fact
I turned this bitch to the max
Telling these niggas bag back
Telling these hoes to step up
I come out fresh when I hop out the truck
She come out wet when she hop out the tub
I had a reason to tell all these niggas to shut the fuck up
I'm bout my hundreds, I had to just get my racks up
New rappers trash, they gone make me act up
I got a bad little bitch
I'm finna step through the lane
I'm shitting on yall
I won't even pass the bitch
Cartier cartier all on my wrist and her ankles, I ain't have to ask the bitch
He say the he on it the only time he get active is when he off activis
I'm getting the guap and I'm getting the top and I'm swerving, and she just made me crash the whip
I'm finna step through the lane
I'm shitting on yall
I won't even pass the bitch
Cartier cartier all on my wrist and her ankles, I ain't have to ask the bitch
He say the he on it the only time he get active is when he off activis
I'm getting the guap and I'm getting the top and I'm swerving, and she just made me crash the whip
Bitch made me crash the car
Head in the whip I'm a superstar
She only suck dick and clout chase cause she know I'm gone make it far
I'm on they radar
Stringing hoes hearts like it is a guitar
Ain't give a fuck and I left them a scar
Pulling they cards like the line at the bar
The hundreds stayed sticking like it was in tar
Love it don't live here no more
I kick the bitch out the door
She keep on asking for shit like she up in the store
These niggas ain't checking the score
They only look up when they play in the fourth
Don't play with my niggas they might know the force
Loving a nigga cause I'm from the north
Fuck a new plug I just need a good source
I got a bad little bitch
I'm finna step through the lane
I'm shitting on yall
I won't even pass the bitch
Cartier cartier all on my wrist and her ankles, I ain't have to ask the bitch
He say the he on it the only time he get active is when he off activis
I'm getting the guap and I'm getting the top and I'm swerving, and she just made me crash the whip
Walk in this bitch and I'm fresh as can be
Get a new cut, hit the whip, then I speed
I need a few hoes to roll up the weed
Spaceship so high I might roll up on Jesus
Praying for me to make songs yeah they need this
Backpack to rap, I knew I would be Yeezus
Always been strong never showing no weakness
Matter of fact
I turned this bitch to the max
Telling these niggas bag back
Telling these hoes to step up
I come out fresh when I hop out the truck
She come out wet when she hop out the tub
I had a reason to tell all these niggas to shut the fuck up
I'm bout my hundreds, I had to just get my racks up
New rappers trash, they gone make me act up
I got a bad little bitch
I'm finna step through the lane
I'm shitting on yall
I won't even pass the bitch
Cartier cartier all on my wrist and her ankles, I ain't have to ask the bitch
He say the he on it the only time he get active is when he off activis
I'm getting the guap and I'm getting the top and I'm swerving, and she just made me crash the whip
Credits
Writer(s): Tommy Martin
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