Game Plan! Lyrics

Everything been going cool, I'm thinking bout a game plan

Why you snake me out, I'm sick a cobra was my main mans

Feel like Icewood in '03, I might just do the blade dance

Can't let you close, you might just slime me out, So ain't no shaking hands

Rooftop vibes, I'm the plug, fuck a middle man

Try to test the game, just know we spinnin' like a celing fan

Yeah, that bitch think I'm sippin' lean, I'm chillin' with my mans

Yeah, I won't give that hoe a thing if she ain't givin' head

That bitch tryin' to make love, I'm tryna make a band

And do that shit again, and do that shit again

My old bitch tryna make amends, I'm tryna hit her friend

They know I'm going to the top, they tryna

grab my hand

Friends turned to hams, that wasn't in the plan

Yeah, Grams over scams, I got tired of playing

I was juggin' by myself, ain't need no helping hand

Yeah, we gone put bro on the shelf for all that shit he saying