CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Game Over*
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Audemars Piguet, bust down Rollie
Chrome Hearts all up on my wrist, my neck frozen
Bad b*t*h tryna f**k my boy and I noticed
These n***as runnin' off of swag that is stolen
B*t*h, I'm the top floor boss, I thought I told you
My boys servin' crack, and I'm just smokin' doja
These n***as losers, I won, game over
I'm with the X-Man, I'm pourin' drop in my soda
Lean, lean, lean, lean, I need a kickstand
Bean, bean, G6, yeah, I'm X-Man
Private jet, G6, yeah, I'm 'bout to land
F**k this rat, don't trip, it's gon' take a hunnid grand
If that n***a broke, yeah, you know I couldn't even glance
That boy need some leggings, he a ho, he not a man
FN, Five-Five-sеveN hot, like a fryin' pan
FN, Five-sеveN go, "Pop, pop," I just fried ya mans
Audemars Piguet, bust down Rollie
Chrome Hearts all up on my wrist, my neck frozen
Bad b*t*h tryna f**k my boy and I noticed
These n***as runnin' off of swag that is stolen
B*t*h, I'm the top floor boss, I thought I told you
My boys servin' crack, and I'm just smokin' doja
These n***as losers, I won, game over
I'm with the X-Man, I'm pourin' drop in my soda
Lean, lean, lean, lean, I need a kickstand
Bean, bean, G6, yeah, I'm X-Man
Private jet, G6, yeah, I'm 'bout to land
F**k this rat, don't trip, it's gon' take a hunnid grand
If that n***a broke, yeah, you know I couldn't even glance
That boy need some leggings, he a ho, he not a man
FN, Five-Five-sеveN hot, like a fryin' pan
FN, Five-sеveN go, "Pop, pop," I just fried ya mans
