Don't get put in that blender
Hold on, who is you? Pat him down before he enter
Don't you hang with the opps, talkin' 'bout: He don't remember
Tryna copy what I do, nigga, you is not a printer
Couped up, I'm too up, make niggas get they suit touched
Begging-ass nigga, I ain't even got two bucks for you
Roll call, when them bitches come and fuck with me
Fuck nah, this ain't jump ball, you can't jump with me
Balling Jumpman, touch hands, we 'bout to bump then
Better bang yours, bitch nigga, 'cause I bang mines (bang mines)
This ain't happen overnight, bitch, it take time
You seen the Super Bowl, the cheat code, bitch, it's game time
Game time
Game time
Game time
Bitch nigga, yeah, it's game time
What I want for Christmas? Two bitches at the same time
With me, it's game time, but with you, yeah, it's lame time
Ayy, keep playin', fuck around, get yo' head blown
Don't wanna live right, well alright, leave you dead wrong, ayy
Well, okay, I keep stoic in the beats like it's Dre
Like the money in the bank, you better play where it's safe
Told 'em, Better fill his tank, run to the next state
I get down, I get dirty, catch him out in public (catch him out in public)
Thinkin' he gon' get a pass, finna slime me somethin' (slime me somethin')
Hungry for it, see a issue and I rub my stomach (rub it)
Enough paper to make a book, I could get it published, huh
What? You don't believe me, bitch? (You don't believe me, bitch?)
Got a thing for brownskin real coneited bitch (real coneited bitch)
Got a bitch to get a bitch to go retrieve a bitch
The short, small, thick one, that's from Cali with the cheetah print
I like her
Game time
Game time
Game time
Bitch nigga, yeah, it's game time
Game time
Game time
Game time
Bitch nigga, yeah, it's game time