Game (2024) lyrics

[Intro]
It's G-L-O, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Right when they hit we gon' get that (Go)
I'll pull up, push yo' whole sh*t back
Lot of sh*t that I said, I meant that (No)
The real one, you know I've been that
The dividends, you know I get that (Real, ah)
Balenciaga and Prada, I'm poppin' out mismatch
I told that boy, "Don't even go give him a chain, we see that lil' sh*t we gon' get that (Squad, squad)
Say, "G-L-O, boy, you be going insane, keep poppin' yo' sh*t with your rich ass" (Okay)
That n*gga eating up di*k on the 'Gram, boy, we is not worried 'bout yo' b*tch ass (No way)
My n*gga play with them switches (Do-do-do-doot)
Turn off his music, that sh*t ass
Yeah, I'm tryna run the public back
I got these f*ck n*ggas big mad (Yeah)
You flashing for n*ggas, that sh*t sad
But then you should have your priorities straight
But n*ggas be dumb, and I get that
These f*ck n*ggas playing, pop out with this Drac' (Phat)
I did his ass, now he see pitch black (Phat)
Lil' TDG, yeah, we put guns to the face
Your n*gga died and you ain't get back
You ain't BOG, get the f*ck out the way (f*ck)
[Chorus]
Fire to flame, I put fire to flame (Come here)
You can't hang, liar, you ain't gang (Skrrt, skrrt)
She give brain she fire, I love her brain (Yeah, yeah)
Pop-out with any attire
I'm rolling up za, I get higher
I keep the tool like a plyer (To-to-to-to-tool)
I'm riding 'round clutching the iron
Got too many b*tches, I hide her
Pull up, I f*ck, a one-nighter
It's some rap n*ggas need to retire
Za, I'm the number one buyer
Money is what I desire
Fire to flame, I put fire to flame (Come here)
You can't hang, liar, you ain't gang (Skrrt, skrrt)
She give brain she fire, I love her brain (Yeah, yeah)
Pop-out with any attire
I'm rolling up za, I get higher
I keep the tool like a plyer (To-to-to-to-tool)
I'm riding 'round clutching the iron
Got too many b*tches, I hide her
Pull up, I f*ck, a one-nighter
It's some rap n*ggas need to retire
Za, I'm the number one buyer
Money is what I desire