"WHY DA GAME SO FUCKED UP" lyrics
Black Kray Lyrics
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
Down with a check, boy I shop everyday
Slidin' with that girl like I'm sellin' the yay
Elm Street slidin' with Selena all day
Lil body bang, yeah, all into pain
Lifting up my wrist, diamonds twerk on my finger
All in the street I be pourin' the liquor
Check my Blackberry, missed call, Kylie Jenner
Hello? (Where you at?)
Baby, call you in twenty
Hood rich Rari, bitch, I'm richer than money
Game fucked up, nigga ain't got respect
Fuck ICYTWAT, boy, I ain't got respect
Sickboy Krueger, put that knife to his neck
Shit, haha, nah, shout out Lil' Wop
Sick gang shit, still wiping my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed
Slime was my opp that came from folks
Got it out the mud, Lil Shyne throw fours
Look, I don't got no beef
I just tell it how it is, ya heard me?
I just-
Boy wan' hate on a nigga who stand in ya' own lane?
Bruh, I don't hate on nobody, shout out everybody
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Sick gang shit, still wipin' my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed
Keep all my money, I don't fuck with banks
Shout out to K-dub boy, yellin' y'ain't
Bari drop-top, been make 'em faint
Shawty in the haunted house poppin' paint
Yeah, I got mid and I sell dank
Still count it up like I'm in the trap
Shit, I don't trap, but my 20 clap
Shit, shop with my shooter, I made that chop clap
Strip club make that, clap
I ain't fuckin' hoes, yeah I got clout
Been need'a hit that freak hoe
Lil' Rari got it up for all women
Shit, nigga mad at me 'cause I stay swimmin'
Trap phone same color suede linen
All my opps winnin', I don't beef with niggas
Calling up my brother, gotta stick together
Boy, I shine through any weather
Lil' Rari throwin' four, ain't nothin' better, yeah
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
Down with a check, boy I shop everyday
Slidin' with that girl like I'm sellin' the yay
Elm Street slidin' with Selena all day
Lil body bang, yeah, all into pain
Lifting up my wrist, diamonds twerk on my finger
All in the street I be pourin' the liquor
Check my Blackberry, missed call, Kylie Jenner
Hello? (Where you at?)
Baby, call you in twenty
Hood rich Rari, bitch, I'm richer than money
Game fucked up, nigga ain't got respect
Fuck ICYTWAT, boy, I ain't got respect
Sickboy Krueger, put that knife to his neck
Shit, haha, nah, shout out Lil' Wop
Sick gang shit, still wiping my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed
Slime was my opp that came from folks
Got it out the mud, Lil Shyne throw fours
Look, I don't got no beef
I just tell it how it is, ya heard me?
I just-
Boy wan' hate on a nigga who stand in ya' own lane?
Bruh, I don't hate on nobody, shout out everybody
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga ain't who they say
In the strip club, shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah, I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Sick gang shit, still wipin' my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed
Keep all my money, I don't fuck with banks
Shout out to K-dub boy, yellin' y'ain't
Bari drop-top, been make 'em faint
Shawty in the haunted house poppin' paint
Yeah, I got mid and I sell dank
Still count it up like I'm in the trap
Shit, I don't trap, but my 20 clap
Shit, shop with my shooter, I made that chop clap
Strip club make that, clap
I ain't fuckin' hoes, yeah I got clout
Been need'a hit that freak hoe
Lil' Rari got it up for all women
Shit, nigga mad at me 'cause I stay swimmin'
Trap phone same color suede linen
All my opps winnin', I don't beef with niggas
Calling up my brother, gotta stick together
Boy, I shine through any weather
Lil' Rari throwin' four, ain't nothin' better, yeah
