Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Game Over, artist - INDIGOCHILDRICK
Date of issue: 24.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Game Over |
Better look up, look up |
Peon nigga you talkin to me from the ground |
Now come cash that G check |
And watch it bounce |
The amount of foolishness I see, criminal |
Let’s do the math and add it up |
The streets want the original |
Gimmie a minute I’m finna finnuck |
Ain’t that how it go? |
Niggas ain’t bite my whole style now? |
Yeah yeah, ok, for sure |
Seing through these hoe ass niggas |
I got that X-ray |
It’s Rick Sucka nigga |
IRS you got homage to pay |
Ain’t no dopplegangers, we are not the same bruh |
Imitate a nigga but you had to switch the name up |
Stay in your lane |
You a motherfucking lame |
Turn the heat on the flame up |
Infiltrate the game up |
Fuck all your old shit nigga |
Fuck all your new shit nigga |
Yous a loser nigga |
Hop off the style I’m doing nigga |
Your bitch ain’t gotta bring out no ruler to see who’s bigger |
I’m a 5'10 nigga, cut, built chest big |
Put me in my zone and imma stomp out your shit |
Right sole of a boot |
In your dome lil nigga |
Blood shining on the pavement |
Like chrome blood nigga |
The way I roll get you disowned in your home lil nigga |
Leave you breathing through a tube trombone ass nigga |
My style you wanna lean on, I’m tryna Leone’s |
You a type of nigga I would pee on, be gone |
Why you thought that shit was gon slide |
Pulled your face card but your shit got declined |
Authentic nigga, man my shit bonafide |
Yeah you got a wave but your shit low tide, motherfucker |
How you gonna use my style as a guide |
Try to mold your life off the shit that I provide |
Dont disrespect we at your neck like bow-ties |
This ain’t a game you only got one life |
Game over |
Flip, flip, flip |
Load my clip, I aim, I hit |
I never miss, thought I told ya |
Rolex Rover, big cap it like I’m pose' to |
Splattack up on me nigga get the dirt up off my shoulder |
Fuckboy for sure, nigga it’s the, 9.5.4, ride slow |
Black metal professional, i’d hit them licks your dogs is bitch |
Know who it is, so suck my dick, you lil bitch |
I’m bout to F.U.K, FKA Twigs for the FLA climb on |
My tree that i told her to leave |
I hit my bitch worse the enemy |
And her bestie had them together they left it up to me |
Slave over beats, can nobody hear pluck |
But who run, can’t no nigga do it like me |
Everyone won’t be that nigga and end up a lyin' ass hoe NAACP |
You can put your favorite 1.9 I bet he runnin up with 3's |
I’m the two and a one only checking ID’s |
Fill up my money, fetti fallen |
100 you rob me, I got the tommy |
Shoot wassup, find you 'for you find me |
My nigga Raichu when he see the peasants out without the Pokeball |
New iTunes nigga i’m the red icon, teamlightskin capped on |
Gia with the S-fall clean a piper senpai wax on wax off |
Why you thought that shit was gon slide |
Pulled your face card but your shit got declined |
Authentic nigga, man my shit bonafide |
Yeah you got a wave but your shit low tide, motherfucker |
How you gonna use my style as a guide |
Try to mold your life off the shit that I provide |
Dont disrespect we at your neck like bow-ties |
This ain’t a game you only got one life |
Game over |