THE GAME IS OVER lyrics

[Intro]
You already know, man (International superstar)
This is some new wave sh*t, man (Jumpin' from the top rope)
This is— this is— (You better watch your head)
This is what people are gonna be doing in 50 years (We coming down from the top)
Except, I just did it right now
So, you already know (We comin' up from the bottom)
Midnight Society (We comin' down from the top)
Uh (We comin' from every angle), anybody else (You can't even see us comin' [?])
Other than [?] and [?], all them, f*ck 'em

[Verse]
Ayy, her pus*y for my eyes only like J. Cole
Boots like a Soulja, I shoot with a Draco
f*ck you mean? Murder yo' clique then it's case close
I pull top down, headshot, bankroll
n*gga don't want it, just look at his wallet
They say they got logic, have yet to install it
I damage yo' rep, ain't no Trump in the office
He talkin', he squash it, her pus*y demolished
b*tch, I get busy while puffin' on dank
Scene gettin' lil ugly, mane, shootin' tanks
Leave it to Fukkit, I just kicked the bucket
He wanna come chill so in public he hang
Midnight my sight so I can't see a thing
b*tch, you talking like me 'cause you want a lil' fame
Every time that I do this, it's worse for your plays
I'm a menace like Dennis, my di*k the new craze
You a pus*y lil' n*gga, that's why you get f*cked
Keep on actin' so stupid, it won't get you tough
b*tch, I'm smokin' on clover, don't believe in luck
And you still want a wifey, that chicken get plucked
sh*t gettin' way too easy for me
I don't care 'bout these n*ggas, they easy to beat
Matter fact, most my enemies more than asleep
I ain't sleep in a decade and still I'ma dream
Ball so hard, n*gga, I'm dead inside
You cannot feel my heart
See these pus*y-ass n*ggas you lovin' for who they truly are
And this n*gga want dance, so you know I'm gon' pull up, stomp the yard, hah, ayy
Gold in yo' mouth but you know that's just p*ss
Diamonds like Michael, they jump like a fish
Scale by the lightbulb, I serve him up skimp
Hit a lick, make a brick, buy a brick then I ship
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Dodging all these comments tryna box me, Ali
You a pus*y n*gga, suck my di*k for a feat
And I guarantee you'd pro'lly do it for Tweets
[Interlude]
Oh my God (Let's go), it's true (You already know)
(Y'all already know, man)
It's over, n*gga ([?])
f*ckin' game's over, Midnight sh*t, b*tch (You don't want this sh*t)
Suck my di*k ([?])
Turn up (Let's go), ayy, turn up (Run this sh*t), ayy (b*tch)

[Chorus]
f*ck you mean, pus*y? n*gga, f*ck you mean?
f*ck you mean, pus*y? n*gga, f*ck you mean?
Runnin' that sh*t and I'm bustin' yo' teeth
Runnin' that sh*t and I'm bustin' yo' teeth
f*ck you mean, pus*y? n*gga, f*ck you mean?
f*ck you mean, pus*y? n*gga, f*ck you mean?
Runnin' that sh*t and I'm bustin' yo' teeth
Runnin' that sh*t and I'm bustin' yo' teeth

[Outro]
Runnin' that sh*t and I'm bustin' yo' teeth
Runnin' that sh*t— ([?])
Big money
Big money, n*gga