"biting my game" lyrics

Chop off the brain
Speed out in flames (Skrrt)
Crib is insane (Insane)
Stones in my chain (Stones)
Money, power and fame (Power and fame)
Niggas riskin' they life for these millions
Bitin' my game
I got it, given' 'em ways (I got it)

I had more dough than amis
Eight-bed room is a maze
Young Wunna, rich and I'm famous
Tom Ford, it used to be Hanes (Used to be Hanes)
Blessed and protected by angels
I took my talent to Turks on the villa
I sell your bitch some good D, I'm a dealer (Dealer)
I used to bag 'em up and vacuum seal 'em
She wanna bust down the Skittle
Wunna a dog out the kennel
Niggas always talkin', they love to say riddles
Hit preacher boy, he a sinner
I see lot cappin', they broke as a pencil
That ain't no good for your mental
Where them blue hunnids? I need me more residual
Nigga flossin' more than the dental

Chop off the brain
Speed out in flames (Skrrt)
Crib is insane (Insane)
Stones in my chain (Stones)
Money, power and fame (Power and fame)
Niggas riskin' they life for these millions
Bitin' my game
I got it, given' 'em ways (I got it)

One of them days
Step on, sharp as a blade (Step on)
Flintstone, hittin' out my chain (Flintstone)
Baby doll eatin' up my game (Eatin' up my game)
Hunnid mil' callin' my name
Trust me, we ain't the same, lil' nigga (Lil' nigga)
Sleep on the Maybach pillows (Maybach)
The rug on the floor chinchilla
I told my bitch, "No more fillers" (No)
Too pretty in the face (Too pretty)
She skinny in the waist
I got her body well trained
Nigga just chewin' my game
Pull up with Bruce like Wayne in the Fisker (Fisker)
Bossman, they greet me with mister (Mister)
Walk through the door, they don't frisk 'em

Chop off the brain
Speed out in flames (Skrrt)
Crib is insane (Insane)
Stones in my chain (Stones)
Money, power and fame (Power and fame)
Niggas riskin' they life for these millions
Bitin' my game
I got it, given' 'em ways (I got it)