In This Game (Brian Nichols) lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'ma ball like Spalding, n*gga
I'm a Blood, I'm a baller, you can call a n*gga
And I'm smokin' angel dust, yeah, spa n*gga
And I'm attracted to green like war, n*ggas
I'ma pull up late, Ricki Lake
My jewelry's no joke, sh*t's frosted like flakes
I swear to God I'm baked, like Easy Baker
I sent a bank statement, that sh*t sound like a taser
Yeah she shout like I shot her with a taser
Fly the b*tch to LA, she ballin' like a Laker
I know not to tell and never speak to the neighbor
In fact I can't see 'em, I'm on so many acres
Ever since I met shawty I feel like Hercules
And I'm smokin' bales of weed cause it grow on trees
Six golds in my mouth like a set of keys
With my West Boast Bloods bangin' burgundy
Rich bags under my eye, n*gga Birkin Ds
She say, "I want Victoria Secret"
And I f*ck her long, watch her decrease
Even though I'm a Blood, she like CC
She get mad whenever I bring her BB
Shoot, no 2-2-3, DVD
Watch me shoot a foe way down the street
Lost a whole hundred bands, bands with the heat
I'ma die for my clan, Klu Klux me
Diamonds red like a mothaf*cka cut me
And I smoke rusty and dusty
[Hook: Young Thug]
What are you doin' in this game?
I wanna know what are you doin' in this game?
Hey, baby girl what you doin' out here?
What the f*ck are you doin' out here?
I know what you're doin' out here
I know what you're doin' out here
You killin' these b*tches, killin' these n*ggas
Cook a lot of white like Tommy Hilfiger
Baby girl, give me this twat
She love to sound like Brian Nichols

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Brian Nichols with the pus*y out to kill
I ain't lookin' for the swoop, I need a b*tch who got a million
I want a b*tch with some loot who gon' take care her kids
I mean make sure her kids straight forever, you dig?
I won't stop gettin' money forever, you dig?
And I ain't talkin' 'bout a shovel, you dig?
I just bought a new dog that'll eat up you pig
I just bought a new car, a hunna, you dig?
Shhh, stop, a hundred ain't sh*t
Two boys wasn't much, a hundred on them
Can't go broke, it may not come again
But a lot of money comin' in
You don't belong here so...
[Hook: Young Thug]
What are you doin' in this game?
I wanna know what are you doin' in this game?
Hey, baby girl what you doin' out here?
What the f*ck are you doin' out here?
I know what you're doin' out here
I know what you're doin' out here
You killin' these b*tches, killin' these n*ggas
Cook a lot of white like Tommy Hilfiger
Baby girl, give me this twat
She love to sound like Brian Nichols

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Baby watch out for the sharks, watch out for the cops
Watch out for the thots
They just want a piece of you, like me
Beat 'em like Bruce Lee
Facin' life and you're broke, here go my shoulder
Boy you can cry on me
No, no tellin' but I told you
You can't 'trol, control these streets
If a pus*y n*gga play
I'm gonna gun him down like a G
Ayee, B you can't see me
I'm ballin', you can't even D me