End Game Lyrics

Cornerhot

Grrah

Grrah

Grrah

Boy stop askin questions I ain't sayin no names

He was testin me so I tested my aim (my aim)

Sent him to the sky but he not on a plane

I'm killin the beats while Opps get slain

SLAY EM

I'm a big body I put in that pain

So watch how you speak on my name

CornerHot back with the flame

Got yo' city lookin like the End of a Squid Game (light it up)

Now they on socials, searchin my name

Your man's on the news and they know who to blame

You get the picture but I'm outta the frame

I'm tellin you it's hard to be flockin with fame

(yo that's CORNERHOT)

I had a Opp run up in my lane

Now his face on a chain

I'm the one paintin the pic but it's outta your lane

I'm tryna explain without goin insane

He was bein smart so I had to pick his brain

Now I got his blood on my Jays

Mama askin how you get the blood stain? (Boy, where you get that?)

Damn, how you explain what they mean by CRIME PAYS?

She said you good? I'm feeling lost like I'm runnin a maze

I'm drillin the Opps and now I get praised

Everyday a new Opp like I'm not even phased

I'll send a couple shots and I heard you got grazed

Grah grah boom

You're lucky I ain't have the scope raised

You woulda been in the backwood blazed

Dumpin his body at the Managed Waste

By the end of the shift, they don't know who to chase (no they don't)

No face no case

Not even a trace, now I'm blowin up they thinkin it's rigged like a Presidential Race (Trump Shit)

Boy stop askin questions I ain't sayin no names

He was testin me so I tested my aim

Sent him to the sky but he not on a plane

I'm killin the beats while Opps get slain

SLAY EM

Boy stop askin questions I ain't sayin no names

He was testin me so I tested my aim

Sent him to the sky but he not on a plane

I'm killin the beats while Opps get slain

SLAY EM

I was setup by this Opp and his main chick Elaine (who dat?)

I'm talkin bout Opps and they stealin my guap

Now they on FOX5 sayin he got bopped

You heard about 'Jenny' and thought it was a flop

Now I got your BM in the back of my drop

RIP Pop, Free Kay Flock, I'm on a rooftop loadin that chop

Pull up on me and then watch how he flop (haha)

Let's get straight to the plot

Y'all ridin the wave while I'm on a yacht

Tryna test me, you gon drown or get shot

I got extendos and clips that you see with the SWAT

Opps watchin my gram and they takin the snapshots

Findin a clue on me is like winnin the Jackpot

Headlines say I'm "cookin the beats" no CrockPot, in case you forgot

Now I'm married to the game and I'm tyin the knot

Back out the Rarri now I'm comin to the top

Hit the gas, I'm doin 200 on digital dash, I pray I don't crash

Boy stop askin questions I ain't sayin no names

He was testin me so I tested my aim

Sent him to the sky but he not on a plane

I'm killin the beats while Opps get slain

SLAY EM

Boy stop askin questions I ain't sayin no names

He was testin me so I tested my aim

Sent him to the sky but he not on a plane

I'm killin the beats while Opps get slain

SLAY EM