paroles de chanson Game Over (feat. PONIBOYCURTIS) - IAMXIOS

Steady wit' the talking
All these fucka's toxic
I'm gon' have to run in
Got his body dropped and
I'm gon' stomp this motha' fucka's face down on the pavement
They gon' think I'm crazy when I stomp his brains in (Ay)
Pull up on him like the reapa
Getting too pissed, pass the reafa
Tik Tak Toe wit' the heata
His body gone cold, call him freeza
I break his nose he a bleeda
Blood stains all on my sneakas
He talkin' online, he a tweeta
That pussy ain't shit, he a tweaka

List of average rascals rapping acting jacking
Its kinda look like the county
Never lackin' cause nobody could find me
I flew to Costa Rica feel like I'm drowning in pussy
And the money too tall that you can't over look it
My shorty Puerto Rican, bouji just like she Snookie
Ain't no telling how I'm cooking the crystal
The stewardess gonna book me, blow the whistle
Can't coach me or over look me
Got you thinking that everything's how should be when it isn't
My niggas in the hood and shootin' like a movie
Still misunderstood and they just call it stupid
Money confusing these niggas like rubix
Told you that I'm wit it but I'm fucking zooted
Living in a phantom think I'm fucking zooming
Notice my mistakes But I'm just fucking human

I ain't gonna argue wit no bitches
They wanna talk but don't listen
That boy ain't hard he been snitchin'
My shooters be on go go go
He ain't gon deck me on sight, and if he try then I'm taking his life
Out of luck know this shit can get serious
Love the stripes and the checks when I'm clearing it
Call up his mom and I tell her, "Your son died"
I beat that boys ass like I'm Almight
Make no mistakes, when I'm smoking to the face
I won't ever need no strap to put a fuck boy in his place
She wanna smoke it but it's laced told her how to play game
Like the matrix, steady changing, but I won't switch up on my gang
Lil shorty she an addict for the motherfuckin' fame