Game Boy

Turn up!
Woah
Woah (chee chee yuh)
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah (chee chee yuh)
Woah
Woah
Woah

Uh, this is not a game boy (game boy)
We don't like to hang with you because you lame boy (lame boy)
I want the guala stack my cheese like fuck the fame boy (fuck the fame boy)
Bitch I'm so wild! She like my roar, you cannot tame boy
Just want the money, that's the main thing that I aim for (go!)

Bow! We shoot em down!
It's silent, we can't make a sound
It's scary when I come around
She need Plan B, fuck an ultrasound
They all know my name, I'm well renowned
I can't aim but let off hundred rounds
Got a bad chick, look like Penny Proud
All these zeros, I can't fucking count!

I'm on edge
I'm on edge
I'm on edge (I'm on edge oh no)
Bad bitch only call my phone when she just wants to have some sex
Baby pull back up yo pants, I only came here for the neck
And you want me now because you see that King Zane cashing checks
I'm gon flex
She's a wreck

This is not a game boy
We don't like to hang with you because you lame boy
I want the guala stack my cheese like fuck the fame boy
Bitch I'm so wild! She like my roar, you cannot tame boy
Just want the money, that's the main thing that I aim for
Uh, this is not a game boy
We don't like to hang with you because you lame boy (woah)
I want the guala stack my cheese like fuck the fame boy
Bitch I'm so wild! She like my roar, you cannot tame boy (vrrm vrrm)
Just want the money, that's the main thing that I aim for

Aim for the neck and you know that I cover the
Asking for favors but I'm not a pot for the piss
Huh, my name not T.I. but I gave her that tip (I gave her that tippity tippity)
My name not T.I. but I gave her that (woah)
She in fact
I'm leaving that boy in the past (turn up!)
Mr. Miyagi the way that I pull up, you know I got all this wax (s'yeah)
We in the back of the class (yeah)
And we been smoking on that thrax (yeah)
I told that bitch like relax (yeah)
Barry Allen go fast (yeah)

This is not a game boy
We don't like to hang with you because you lame boy
I want the guala stack my cheese like fuck the fame boy
Bitch I'm so wild! She like my roar, you cannot tame boy
Just want the money, that's the main thing that I aim for

Bow! We shoot em down!
It's silent, we can't make a sound
It's scary when I come around
She need Plan B, fuck an ultrasound
They all know my name, I'm well renowned
I can't aim but let off hundred rounds
Got a bad chick, look like Penny Proud
All these zeros, I can't fucking count!

All these zeros, I can't fucking count!
All these zeros, I can't fucking count!



Credits
Writer(s): Zane Williams
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