GAME OVER Lyrics

Nah, bro, Huey coolin' right now for real

But Riley on that

Finna get the tweakin' in this, bitch

I said, Huey coolin' right now

Riley in this, bitch

Finna get the tweakin

You ever see somebody rat right in front of you

You ever walk up to your pops at his funeral

Well, I have, and I'd be damned to have my son grow up without his dad

I gotta be the best, gotta make sure that I don't do bad

I gotta make it right, gotta make sure that we get through that

Remember times was tough, look at me now, I damn near blew past

And I can bet chicken, you can't do that

I told her, get the fuck up out my face with your rude ass

You know I got the hunnids, why you think I step wit blue cash

You know his money funny, why you think he ask for you that

If you need to ask me for anything for you, I do that

How you say you finna bag a 10

And you blew that, hit that nigga right up in his chin

And he flew back, why you actin' like you is my mans

You already knew that, I don't even got no friends

Only thing I want is money, only bout them bands

Cause people actin' hella funny, reachin' out they hands

How you don't even got no motion, but you out here makin' plans

That don't make no sense

How you actin' like you up, can't even pay your rent

How you buyin' all of these guns when ain't got no whip

How you got the nerve to say somethin', you ain't got no bitch

You couldn't even make your own money, you just plottin' on licks

And I dare a goofy ass to say somethin', you is not gon' diss

And if you went away then it's okay, you will not be missed

I ain't finna wait, I'm finna face, I'ma blow this bitch

He askin' for the blick, I think he trippin', he ain't holdin' shit

And if you ever think that Huey sweet, then I'm foldin' shit

And if you wanna spin then spin again, I'll reload the clip

The 40 send your ass, right to the sky, you a floatin' blimp

My 40 keep it right there by my side why I walk with limp

He askin' me to match, I pulled up and he rolled a skimp

You know I got the roll, I pull it out, only see blue strips

Yeah, I'm in my bag, don't even ask me for a front if it's not cashapp

Don't act like you is up if you cannot stack

How you actin' like you is tough, don't see you in the rap

Ha, yeah, don't see you anywhere

How you claimin' that you tough, but you really scared

Lucky that I'm not back in the city, I'll get you aired

Lucky that I'm not back off the henny, I'll take it there

Ha, you ever see somebody rat right in front of you

You ever walk up to your pops at his funeral

Well, I have, and I'd be damned to have my son grow up without his dad

I gotta be the best, gotta make sure that I don't do bad

I gotta make it right, gotta make sure that we get through that

Riley in this bitch, takin' over

You know what it is, GAME OVER