Game Tight
[Hook]
Got my game tight
And my aim right
I ain’t fucking round
With none of them lame types
Got my game tight
And my aim right
I ain’t fucking round
With none of them lame
[Verse 1]
I’m on top of everything
I get involved in
I take some basic shit
I train it and evolve it
You don’t understand
I break it down and dissolve it
They see I’m bout to
Get shit started and they all quit
So take notice motherfucker
Or get that ass ran over
And when they say
I’m bout to pop shit my reaction is so duh
It’s so obvi like so what
It’s a given she chose up
Look I don’t give her flowers
I give me I’m a flow-еr
I’m pompous
My ego won’t calm down it’s monstrous
I keep a watch
On what I’m clocking I know what the time is
I’m whеre the line starts
And where the line end
It's malice in my heart
That push me forward bitch I’m grindin’
And Lord willing
Till the casket drop
I got a handle of it all
Even if my hands come off
They falling on dick
Way before my pants come off
I’m bout to run it up
If you ain’t with it you could run off
[Hook]
Got my game tight
And my aim right
I ain’t fucking round
With none of them lame types
Got my game tight
And my aim right
I ain’t fucking round
With none of them lame
[Verse 2]
I could lie to you
Make it sound fly to you
And I could probably get her soaked
When she dry for you
Now fuck around
I’m at yo neck just like a tie on you
You acting like you got four wheels
I’ll ride on you
I wanna get away
I fly away I’m Lenny'd up
Shit I’m so high
That my descent would take millennia
The only drip I need
Is dividends to get my pennies up
And God is down with me
So all He do is send me up
I give Him praises and thanks
On my way to the bank
I got up and went and got it
Tired of laying and waitin’
Shit was testing my patience
I said God was down with me
But I turn into Satan
Get this motherfucker blazin’
Who gon' turn me down
My volume on eleven now
I’m killing everything
Who wanna go to heaven now
I got my footing right baby
I’m big stepping now
This shit on lock
It’s gettin hairy and they dread it now
[Hook]
Got my game tight
And my aim right
I ain’t fucking round
With none of them lame types
Got my game tight
And my aim right
I ain’t fucking round
With none of them lame types