Game Over

[Chorus: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Pull up on the scene five bitches in the Rover All my brother shooters all my niggas they my soldiers Diamonds yellow looking like a motherfuckin' cobra Run up on me wrong, boom boom Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over In the beemer doing tricks Game Over, Game Over Got your bitch all on my dick Game Over, Game Over Copped a couple packs and I made a field Game Over [?] [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] You cuffin that bitch, that just ain't my hoe Look at my chain on that bitch I swear that is so froze Look at my mouth in that snow All of my paper is hunnits, I count my money um with my eyes closed Damn, damn, damn, damn Swervin' in a Range Rover Switchin' lanes in a Range Rover My IT is hot, chain smoker Ten thousand for my chain choker Can't remember last time I had plain soda I don't sniff no blue, but you know I'm a cocaine hoe Desert Eagle Blue, [?] show Turn up with my wodies We fuck all your hoes [Chorus: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Pull up on the scene five bitches in the Rover All my brother shooters all my niggas they my soldiers Diamonds yellow looking like a motherfuckin' cobra Run up on me wrong, boom boom Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over In the beemer doing tricks Game Over, Game Over Got your bitch all on my dick Game Over, Game Over Copped a couple packs and I made a field Game Over, Game Over [Verse 2: Rizzoo Rizzoo] You fuck with me then it's over Tony Montana we global I cannot fuck with no local My name is all on the poster My bitch keep a gun in her coat I cannot go back to broke I be like 2k a show Or fifteen for the snow Drippin' in sauce, overflows I got the game in the cold I just be fuckin' these hoes [?] yellow brick road Spillin' Lean on my clothes [?] It's hot like I'm over the stove I like [?] Spanish bitch she don't speak no inglo Stacking Pesos like the [?] Got a Puerto Rican bilingual She need a green pass to be legal I do a drive by in the Regal Game over when I see you Know some real niggas that claim blue But most my niggas don't be fool Game Over [Chorus: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Pull up on the scene five bitches in the Rover All my brother shooters all my niggas they my soldiers Diamonds yellow looking like a motherfuckin' cobra Run up on me wrong, boom boom Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over In the beemer doing tricks Game Over, Game Over Got your bitch all on my dick Game Over, Game Over Copped a couple packs and I made a field Game Over, Game Over [Outro: Ric Flair] I'm the best whether you like it or not You're looking at the best looking man,the best dressed man Long limousines Jet air planes Custom made clothes And any woman in the world I want, just like that You're nothing but the son of a plumber You can't stand the fact that I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth can ya? Huh? [?] Riding around in that funky motorcycle Why don't you get a Mercedes-Benz and be a real man? Huh? You're all playing catch up ball to the natured boy I don't care where you are in life, lets face it If you're not carrying the big gold, you're second best no matter what you tell yourself. So gear up ladies and gentleman. Get used to it in Drip Flare