"The Game" lyrics
(feat. Kalan.FrFr)
She not a dancer
Saw your eyes in July your a cancer
Wanna romance her
Any question you have I wanna answer
Like A, I, A, I, A-, A, I, A
If you say why, like I won't stay
What's your resize, no NBA
Take me out the game late, I won't play
Teach you the game baby
However way you wanna play it, I'm the same baby
You know I'm pulling up on you, feel like I'm Dame lately
You can't be doing anything, you know my name wavy
Like Calvin Cambridge scuff the kicks, and he ain't playing ain't he
Yea, she treat me good and do her man shady
You know I'm dedicated, plus you need this elevation
I hate we separated, really you my medication
No doctor, I ain't patient
You see these niggas hatin'
It's cause I'm up doe
Love it when it's good shit
We fuckin' she like it rough doe
Don't bring up my bitch, or I'm block you like Mutumbo
Switch positions, finger still in her butthole
We're under covers, she FaceTimed me like Cuzzo
Here I come hoe, in your blankets I'm undo
Used to dealing with dumb hoes, really don't give a fuck tho
I need something to love on, period
Not a [?]
Money ain't a thing to you
Just tryna get my chain, and my name to you
Tryna switch lanes witchu
You know I like your vibe, wanna hang witchu
All my chains VV
Touching your thighs, I can't stay PG
Hold me down, they gon hate on me
I'd make it out the game for you
All these chains for you
All these lames won't do
Come and chill in the coupe, I put this thing on you
I got some trust issues, so I won't give you no loot
Till I got proof that you ain't finna give no nigga the scoop
I'm known to shoot first
I ain't no fan of asking questions
Bootsie ass niggas tryna block a nigga blessings
You miss your chance, every time you second guess it
I just got a message from my ex, she said she ready
Imma leave that bitch on read, on blood gang
I got so much diamonds, could only wear one chain
The party wanna party, until all my thugs came
One gang, bitch it's SSG
Free jumpman
Money ain't a thing to you
Just tryna get my chain, and my name to you
Tryna switch lanes witchu
You know I like your vibe, wanna hang witchu
All my chains VV
Touching your thighs, I can't stay PG
Hold me down, they gon hate on me
I'd make it out the game for you
Saw your eyes in July your a cancer
Wanna romance her
Any question you have I wanna answer
Like A, I, A, I, A-, A, I, A
If you say why, like I won't stay
What's your resize, no NBA
Take me out the game late, I won't play
Teach you the game baby
However way you wanna play it, I'm the same baby
You know I'm pulling up on you, feel like I'm Dame lately
You can't be doing anything, you know my name wavy
Like Calvin Cambridge scuff the kicks, and he ain't playing ain't he
Yea, she treat me good and do her man shady
You know I'm dedicated, plus you need this elevation
I hate we separated, really you my medication
No doctor, I ain't patient
You see these niggas hatin'
It's cause I'm up doe
Love it when it's good shit
We fuckin' she like it rough doe
Don't bring up my bitch, or I'm block you like Mutumbo
Switch positions, finger still in her butthole
We're under covers, she FaceTimed me like Cuzzo
Here I come hoe, in your blankets I'm undo
Used to dealing with dumb hoes, really don't give a fuck tho
I need something to love on, period
Not a [?]
Money ain't a thing to you
Just tryna get my chain, and my name to you
Tryna switch lanes witchu
You know I like your vibe, wanna hang witchu
All my chains VV
Touching your thighs, I can't stay PG
Hold me down, they gon hate on me
I'd make it out the game for you
All these chains for you
All these lames won't do
Come and chill in the coupe, I put this thing on you
I got some trust issues, so I won't give you no loot
Till I got proof that you ain't finna give no nigga the scoop
I'm known to shoot first
I ain't no fan of asking questions
Bootsie ass niggas tryna block a nigga blessings
You miss your chance, every time you second guess it
I just got a message from my ex, she said she ready
Imma leave that bitch on read, on blood gang
I got so much diamonds, could only wear one chain
The party wanna party, until all my thugs came
One gang, bitch it's SSG
Free jumpman
Money ain't a thing to you
Just tryna get my chain, and my name to you
Tryna switch lanes witchu
You know I like your vibe, wanna hang witchu
All my chains VV
Touching your thighs, I can't stay PG
Hold me down, they gon hate on me
I'd make it out the game for you
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Shootergang Kony
