Songtexte Game (feat. Lil Durk, Tee Grizzley, Sada Baby & YNW Melly) - Lil Durk , Tee Grizzley , YNW Melly , Only The Family , Sada Baby

Know I'm in this motherf- with all members in this -ch, you know?
We on our OTF -, ya heard? King Von, know I'm sayin'? Grandson (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Got Sada on this motherf-, Booka, man, know I'm sayin'? Blow
Keep that thang, it's madness (facts)

I counted bloody money with my Loubs on (Loubs on)
I came a long way from a futon (futon)
My uncle caught a body, got an elbow (elbow)
I'm only listenin' to the gang inside my headphone (yeah)

And I took you back when you was dead wrong
I lost my cousin to cold blood, I keep my head strong (head strong)
You can't trade the gang, we know you told
Graduations to funerals (funerals)

Ecstasy opened my pupils, bust down Patek, got three Rolls
You ever seen four killers in a two-door?
Durk ridin' with his people
I'm the heart of my city and I ride with Tee Grizzley, in my DM talkin' to Nicki
A hunnid bands, you make the news 'cause you know I cannot lose
'Cause I know they tryna get me (hol' up)

Sing to yo' -ch, still'll murk a -ga
Yeah, I sing, still'll hurt you, just like Durk and them
Drop yo' top like Ice Cube in his first film
I was stompin' -as out in my first Timbs

Got yo' girl with me, trappin' 'til the boy gone
She gon' suck -ck and chew kids 'til her voice gone
.45 give him body shots like Roy Jones
Foreign whip with the tinted windows, pull a drum out it

Pull up to yo' baby mama house, knock yo' son out it
When the opps don't shoot back, it take the fun out it
Them -as gon' miss, I don't miss, I knock blood out you
Booka say you can't touch me, or it's hammer time

I can't get caught with no straps, or it's slammer time
Quadruple cup of good syrup like Aunt Jemim'
Load up my chopsticks, I'ma take my time
I'ma kill a -ga if I want to, it ain't no crime, uh

Told that lil' -ch, "Don't suck me up if you ain't catchin' it'" (don't)
Took a whole hour just to count up all the Jeffersons (tuh)
E'rybody rich and shoot that -, but we ain't Steph and them (tuh)
He text his wife like, "I'm f- you up if you just left with him" (ah)

Killers on retainer like defense attorneys
They gon' slide with them cutters, you won't live through the surgery
Pop a bean, do a bad -ch dirty (-, shut up)
She like, "Boy, you almost murked me, you can't f- me off them Perkies"

Get that work out just like burpees, play with me, savages lurkin'
I don't play b-, I be workin', you can't ride the wave, no surfin'
In the hood passin' out turkeys
Don't waste yo' time sendin' threats, we not worried (we ain't worried)

Let yo' mama wear yo' shirt, f- -ga
Let yo' daddy wear yo' shirt, f- -a
I got some -as who all really steppin' wit' us
You n- really wasn't creepin' in them bushes

I'ma -ck her first, then Durk gon' f- her second
Grizzley gettin' last 'cause we too f- reckless
And I got a bad h-, and she keep on textin'
Me that she want me, her ni- tryna test me

Diamonds on my neck and they shinin'
Where the f- was you when I was grindin'?
Wait, -, I'm still grindin'
He got the bust down, perfect timin'

I got the lil' freaky h- whinin'
G shine, I shine and you shinin'
See you wanna f- me 'cause we poppin' (oh)
I'ma up the -ch and bust, no options
Oh Lord, I got -es, I got options
Pop a -an', hit a -ga, bust his noggin, no cap