Game Over lyrics

[Verse 1: IndigoChildRick]
Better look up, look up
Peon n*gga you talkin to me from the ground
Now come cash that G check
And watch it bounce
The amount of foolishness I see, criminal
Let's do the math and add it up
The streets want the original
Gimmie a minute, I'm finna finnuck
Ain't that how it go?
n*ggas ain't bite my whole style now?
Yeah yeah, ok, for sure
Seing through these hoe ass n*ggas
I got that X-ray
It's Rick Sucka n*gga
IRS you got homage to pay
Ain't no dopplegangers, we are not the same bruh
Imitate a n*gga but you had to switch the name up
Stay in your lane, you a motherf*cking lame
Turn the heat on the flame up
Infiltrate the game up
f*ck all your old sh*t n*gga
f*ck all your new sh*t n*gga
Yous a loser n*gga
Hop off the style I'm doing n*gga
Your b*tch ain't gotta bring out no ruler to see who's bigger
I'm a 5'10 n*gga, cut, built chest big
Put me in my zone and imma stomp out your sh*t
Right sole of a boot
In your dome lil n*gga
Blood shining on the pavement
Like chrome blood n*gga
The way I roll get you disowned in your home lil n*gga
Leave you breathing through a tube trombone ass n*gga
My style you wanna lean on, I'm tryna Leone's
You a type of n*gga I would pee on, be gone
[Chorus: IndigoChildRick]
Why you thought that sh*t was gon slide
Pulled your face card but your sh*t got declined
Authentic n*gga, man my sh*t bonafide
Yeah you got a wave but your sh*t low tide, motherf*cker
How you gonna use my style as a guide
Try to mold your life off the sh*t that I provide
Dont disrespect we at your neck like bow-ties
This ain't a game you only got one life, Game over

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
Flip, flip, flip
Load my clip, I aim, I hit
I never miss, thought I told ya
Rolex Rover, big cap it like I'm pose' to
Splattack up on me n*gga get the dirt up off my shoulder
f*ckboy for sure, n*gga it's the, 9-5-4, ride slow
Black metal professional, I'd hit them licks your dogs is b*tch
Know who it is, so suck my di*k, you lil b*tch
I'm bout to F-U-K, FKA twigs for the FLA climb on
My tree that I told her to leave
I hit my b*tch worse the enemy
And her bestie had them together they left it up to me
Slave over beats, can nobody hear pluck
But who run, can't no n*gga do it like me
Everyone won't be that n*gga and end up a lyin' ass hoe NAACP
You can put your favorite 1.9 I bet he runnin up with 3's
I'm the two and a one only checking ID's
Fill up my money, fetti fallen
100 you rob me, I got the tommy
Shoot wassup, find you 'for you find me
My n*gga Raichu when he see the peasants out without the Pokeball
New iTunes n*gga i'm the red icon, teamlightskin capped on
Gia with the S-fall clean a piper senpai wax on wax off
[Chorus: IndigoChildRick]
Why you thought that sh*t was gon slide
Pulled your face card but your sh*t got declined
Authentic n*gga, man my sh*t bonafide
Yeah you got a wave but your sh*t low tide, motherf*cker
How you gonna use my style as a guide
Try to mold your life off the sh*t that I provide
Dont disrespect we at your neck like bow-ties
This ain't a game you only got one life, Game over