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Don't get put in that blender
Hold on, who is you?
Pat him down before he enter
Don't you hand with the opps, talkin' 'bout, "He don't remember"
Tryna copy what I do, nigga, you is not a printer
Couped up, I'm too up, make niggas get they suit tux
Begging-ass nigga, I ain't even got two bucks for you
Roll call, when them bitches come and fuck with me
Fuck nah, this ain't jump ball, you can't jump with me
Balling Jumpman, touch hands, we 'bout to bump then
Better bang yours, bitch nigga, 'cause I bang mines (Bang mines)
This ain't happen overnight, bitch, it take time
You seen the Super Bowl, the cheat codе, bitch, it's game time

Game timе
Game time
Game time
Bitch nigga, yeah, it's game time

What I want for Christmas? Two bitches at the same time
With me it's game time, but with you, yeah, it's lame time
Ayy, keep playin', fuck around, get yo' head blown
Don't wanna live right, well alright, leave you dead wrong, ayy
Lil P, I keep stoic in the beats like it's Dre
Like the money in the bank, you better play where it's safe
Told 'em, "[?] for this [?], run to the next state"
I get down, I get dirty, catch him [?]
Thinkin' he don't get a pass from the slimy summer
[?] when I rub my summer
Enough pape' to make a book, I could get published
What? You don't believe me, bitch?
Gotta think for brownskin, [?] could see the bitch
Got a bitch to get a bitch to go retrieve a bitch
Short, small, and thick, well that's on Cali, with the cheetah print, I'll wife her

Game time
Game time
Game time
Bitch nigga, yeah, it's game time
Game time
Game time
Game time
Bitch nigga, yeah, it's game time