lirik lagu lil sace – game over
[intro]
yeah
oh woah, yeah (hit l!cks)
oh hoe, yeah (disrespect)
hop in the backseat, rover
yeah, rover
[chorus]
rover, hop up in a rover
know her, yeah i think i know her
strapped up, lil n-gga strapped up
try us know we got them macs tucked
[verse 1]
b-tch it’s over, yeah it’s over
when i nut on her face that’s my closure
from the bank to the safe, imma load her
p-ssy boy what’s your rank? ain’t no soldier!
i been in and out them streets you be hiding
my lil whoadie got that heat we ain’t fighting
got that 44 on my waist, so i’m riding
and if you touch my gang that’s the day you dying
that’s my choppa she’s my ratchet
bullets have you sprintin’ like it’s track b-tch
tote this 38, i ain’t lacking
bronem remember they was laughing, yeah
[pre-chorus]
no way, no way!
no
now they tryna come back to my face (to my face)
but we can’t be friends, no way (no way, no way!)
yeah, b-tch hop up in the backseat (vroom), in the backseat (b-tch)
[chorus]
rover, hop up in a rover
know her, yeah i think i know her
strapped up, lil n-gga strapped up
try us know we got them macs tucked
[verse 2]
she said she don’t suck d-ck, b-tch the f-ck out my house
you thought i wanted you? thot i only want your mouth
back, back, back up you cannot get no clout
this convo is irrelevant when i hit this loud
sace you so heaven sent, pull up air it out
off that n-gga f-ck his baby mama i’m so foul
get these snakes out my way yeah call me denzel
i said f-ck out my way before i raise h-ll
i ain’t focused on no n-gga yeah i’m focused on myself
and all you do is fail, i can’t take no l’s
nah you make no sales, all your packs went stale
f-ck her until she swell, ysl on my belt, yeah
[pre-hook]
designer on my body (body)
you rock off-brand clothing (no way!)
this is fendi (on me)
and givenchy, i mean givenchy (yeah)
mixed with versace (yeah)
show stopping, i’m a closer baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[hook]
closer, baby i’m a closer
turn his back, drop his -ss, now it’s over
you want smoke b-ttercup? i’m a stoner
homicide cause i can’t keep composure
[verse 3]
n-ggas talking down like they know me
saying what he gonna do n-gga show me
your hoe hit my line say she lonely
next thing you know i won her like a trophy
now i feel like the sh-t
cause i really am that nig
who took his f-cking b-tch
but i only wanted head
she said, sace you really are a rockstar
dreads swinging down my neck like a rasta
you’re team manager and i’m on the roster
you be trying to hit but i already f-cked her
lil -ss n-gga you’re a f-cking disgrace
talk to the hand b-tch you get no respect
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