Game 6 Klay lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
I'ma take y'all back
Yeah
Look

[Verse 1]
Success like a good old line, you can't rush that sh*t
I like to roll the 'xotic up and then I puffed that sh*t
f*cked that b*tch, always tried them dumb ass tricks
My new girl electric fence, you can't touch that b*tch
You could be the biggest gangsta, you can't hunch that snitch
My shoes might f*ck around and fight, I got tough ass kicks
What's that, b*tch? I be on some drunk ass sh*t
I do her like a TikTok and f*ck that sh*t!, damn
The crowd screamin', got 'em yellin' my name
I'm pushin' P with persistance, I pervail in the pain
You a di*k rider, bite May with petals of Franks
I feel like Troy, 'cause I had to get my head in the game
Head in the game, I'm locked in like game six Klay
How could I be homophobic when my main b*tch gay?
Think yo' boyfriend a bully, watch me take his tray
Mo' money mo' problems, let me make this tray

[Interlude]
And it's really like, it's a toss up, it's a fifty-fifty, you don't know if you'll win the tray
You know, mo' money mo problems, but I've been havin' problems, I got more problems now, so
I feel like I could deal with that sh*t, just keep me, listen
[Verse 2]
I need that money for my sister pops, niece and my neph'
I get it both ways, b*tch, you know I'm sweet wit' my left
My b*tch ate, no crumbs, she ain't leavin' 'em left
When you drop it's Hellen Keller, boy, you leavin' 'em deaf
Even if it's Hellen Keller, she could see I'm the best
I hit the b*tch from all positions, I could be on your flex
I treat these nerves like a curve, keep my feet on they necks
I'm Wenbanyama to the rap game, I told 'em I'm next
Haha, [?] my new sh*t, Wenbanyama, f*ck it