Game (feat. Lil Durk, Tee Grizzley, Sada Baby & YNW Melly)

Know I'm in this motherfucker with all members in this bitch You know? We on our OTF shit, ya heard? King Von, know what I'm saying? (Helluva made this beat, baby) Got Sada on this motherfucker Booka, man Know what I'm saying? I counted bloody money with my Loubs on (Loubs on) I came a long way from a futon (futon) My uncle caught a body, got an elbow (elbow) I'm only listenin' to the gang inside my headphones (yeah) And I took you back when you was dead wrong I lost my cousin to cold blood, I keep my head strong (head strong) You can't trade the gang, we know that you told Graduation to funerals Ecstasy opened my pupils Bust down Patek, got three Rolls You ever seen four killas in a two-door? Durk ridin' with his people I'm the heart of my city and I ride with Tee Grizzley In my DM talking to Nicki A hundred bands, you make the news 'Cause you know I can not lose 'Cause I know they tryna get me Sing to your bitch, still I'll murk a nigga Yeah I sing, still'll hurt you, just like Durk and them Drop your top like Ice Cube in his first film I was stomping niggas out in my first Timbs Got your girl with me, trappin' 'til the boy gone She gon' suck dick and chew kids 'til her voice gone Four-five give him body shots like Roy Jones Foreign whip with the tinted windows, pull a drum out it Pull up to your baby mama's house, knock your son out it When the opps don't shoot back, it take the fun out it Them niggas gon' miss, I don't miss, I knock blood out you Booka say you can't touch me or it's hammer time I can't get caught with no straps or it's slammer time Quadruple cup of good syrup like Aunt Jemim' Load up my chopsticks, I'ma take my time I'ma kill a nigga if I want to, it ain't no crime, huh Told that lil' bitch, "Don't suck me up if you ain't catching it" (don't) Took a whole hour just to count up all the Jeffersons Everybody rich and shoot that bitch but we ain't Steph and them He text his wife like, "I'm fuckin' you up if you just left with him" Killas on retainers like defense attorneys They gon' slide with them cutters, you won't live through the surgery Pop a bean, do a bad bitch, dirty (bitch, shut up) She like, "Boy, you almost murked me, you can't fuck me off them Perkies" Get that work out just like burpees, play with me, savages lurking I don't play bitch, I be working, you can't ride the wave, no surfing In the hood passing out turkeys Don't waste your time sending threats, we not worried (we ain't worried) Let your mama wear your shirt, fuck nigga Let your daddy wear your shirt, fuck nigga I got some niggas who all really steppin' with us You niggas really wasn't creepin' in them bushes I'ma fuck her first, then Durk gon' fuck her second Grizzley gettin' last 'cause we too fuckin' reckless And I got a bad hoe and she keep on textin' Me that she want me, her nigga tryna test me Diamonds on my neck and they shining Where the fuck was you when I was grinding? Wait, bitch, I'm still grinding He got the bust down, perfect timing I got the lil' freaky hoe whining G shine, I shine and you shining See you wanna fuck me 'cause we poppin' I'ma up the bitch and bust, no options Oh, Lord, I got bitches, I got options Pop a Xan, hit a nigga, bust his noggin, no cap