Game Changer Freestyle
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
Man, you bitches is employees, I'm the motherfuckin' boss
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
Yeah
Should be a crime to be this fine, I'm most wanted
Officer, please, I can't help it, truly just flaunt it
Certified stunna girl, turn em' on while I drive the Hummer
Slim figure, but I'm thick like lumber
I'm an asset, and you bitches liabilities
Claim you gon' steal off on me, I'm not your enemy
I don't make claims, I make moves with authenticity
No notice, I don't argue, shaded by money trees
Yeah, that's just how I feel
You see, time, it ain't really real, but I spend it all wisely
Could give a fuck, just made a deal, build an empire
Could give a fuck, just made a mill, ha-ha
Go get your savior at the heels
I'm steady sparing you hoes, I'd rather show you how it go
How the game played, I'm taking off
Fuck what you thought, no money shade
Relying on minimum pay
My income, it come with a lane
I switch it up, but listen, here's really what don't change
I get to it, run it up, stay ándale
What's the real issue
Get comfortable, let me know if you need some damn tissue
If I was fucked up like y'all, I'd be sad too
Miserable life, and you broke, I be a mad fool
Cash rules, everything around me
Creaming all on you motherfuckers, really clowns
See, I stand proudly
Pulled myself out the gutter, that's just my style, B
Man
Ha
What Meg say
If I was broke looking like y'all, I'd be fucked up too
Man
Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah
Go get some money, bitch
Yeah
I love it
I love it
Man, you bitches is employees, I'm the motherfuckin' boss
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
Yeah
Should be a crime to be this fine, I'm most wanted
Officer, please, I can't help it, truly just flaunt it
Certified stunna girl, turn em' on while I drive the Hummer
Slim figure, but I'm thick like lumber
I'm an asset, and you bitches liabilities
Claim you gon' steal off on me, I'm not your enemy
I don't make claims, I make moves with authenticity
No notice, I don't argue, shaded by money trees
Yeah, that's just how I feel
You see, time, it ain't really real, but I spend it all wisely
Could give a fuck, just made a deal, build an empire
Could give a fuck, just made a mill, ha-ha
Go get your savior at the heels
I'm steady sparing you hoes, I'd rather show you how it go
How the game played, I'm taking off
Fuck what you thought, no money shade
Relying on minimum pay
My income, it come with a lane
I switch it up, but listen, here's really what don't change
I get to it, run it up, stay ándale
What's the real issue
Get comfortable, let me know if you need some damn tissue
If I was fucked up like y'all, I'd be sad too
Miserable life, and you broke, I be a mad fool
Cash rules, everything around me
Creaming all on you motherfuckers, really clowns
See, I stand proudly
Pulled myself out the gutter, that's just my style, B
Man
Ha
What Meg say
If I was broke looking like y'all, I'd be fucked up too
Man
Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah
Go get some money, bitch
Yeah
I love it
I love it
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Writer(s): Tiara Holder
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