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Game Over
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Game Over was released on June 17, 2014 by BFE Digital as a part of the album We Still Trappin, Vol. 3
ReleasedJune 17, 2014
LabelBFE Digital
LanguageEnglish
BPM70
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

White bricks in a white whip
It's just a pot til you mixin' all that white shit
Where the work, watch the youngin' make the white whip
Deep dishes all chrome with the white lip
I could sell it wholesale what a idea
In Dade County ain't a dope charge that i appeal
Same head bussas with them rusty choppas
Only thang we ever talk about is dope and dollars
They want to see my picture on a T-shirt
All the sticks good just makin' sure the D's work
All my enemies I like to keep 'em close
It's a cold, cold world you gotta keep a coat
I'm where the dope boys from
You gotta keep some coke
I rolled fresh up out the slums i need to see the soap
Old Jamaicans still pissin' in the pounds ho
Haters never straight until I let these rounds go
Another 211 in the projects
Keep a strap, this where all the **** rob at
? come to the trap like where the bomb at?
I'm still shittin' on these ****
Where the john at?
Baking soda in my Range Rover
I'm takin' over ****, game over (x7)
Fuck the state penn, I'm fuckin' hoes at Penn State
In the Bentley bumpin best of Biggie mixtape
**** at me like I'm 2Pac at a Vegas lobby
Money bags on your ass and you can pay the price
I'm in your city and i want to make it right
For that lil check hit you in your pair of Nikes
End of conversation, **** came and end your life
I'm talkin' compensation with a brick of white
I'm sellin' records **** but I'm livin' trife
I'm number one lookin' like I did it twice
I got them shooters **** that'll dim yo lights
Midnight in overtime and **** shootin' dice
Four, five, six ****
Don't you open my brick ****
Them haters screamin' my name ain't they?
They want to take a **** chain ain't they?
But that gon' be a fuckin' problem ain't it?
Bus' 'em like a bottle ain't it?
All I got is real ****
I'm talkin' 'bout real killas
Baking soda in my Range Rover
I'm takin' over ****, game over
You snortin' coke where you snort mine
This fast money, fuck father time
Big guns for that big talk
Take a **** car and make a bitch walk
My AK always was my father figure
I barely knew my father ****
M's, Double M's I'm entitled to a hundred M's
Hit a lick and I'm stickin' dick in my women friends
Never flinch if the feds come and get a pinch
Watch for the scavengers scratchin' them snitches got an inch
I can take a slight trip with a white bitch
Whip full of white girl in a white whip
Ice, ever had to take a **** life
Wrap 'em up in packages send 'em back in the afterlife
I know the feelin' with killin my **** made a killin'
So fuck the dealin with murder they really handle business
**** losin' that's a switchin' in my opposition
So who you choosin' bitch?
I hope you choosin' the fuckin' winner
I heard them same pussy **** snitches
This shit you talk 'bout with them bitches
Turn you to a witness (ridiculous)
They can't be me because we keep it different
We who you see on yo TV and that's a major difference
Skrrrt
Written by: Scarface

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