CORRECT LYRICS
By the way you move, I see you’re new to this sh*t
(The game in my hands) x8
The game in my hands
I got the streets on my back, I’m raising the level, the game needs a rebel
Wall Street Scarf & the fleece from SSNOW
Shawty on me tryna teef my soul
Slurping on me no teeth, I moan
Scotti on me no shisha smoke
I’m telling you, telling you
By the way you move I see your new to this sh*t
I jus hit her raw now I’ma snooze with ya b*t*h
Nobody is safe if you ain't cool with da kid
I’m good in the hood them boys will shoot for da kid
And I got the game in my hands so thank you
I figured it out I don’t need to zanku
I’m a cartoon them n***as are statues
Bad little b*t*h, black queen with bantu’s
Bad little b*t*h, black queen with tattoos
There ain't competition, I’m making a difference, my chain chandelier and b*t*h is a pro
My b*t*h ride or die & ya b*t*h is on loan, tough
I’m inspired by my own, stuff
It’s a potion I’ma pour up!
Hit the stage im finna go nuts
I wake in the morning, I look in the mirror and i see the best, only me i impress
The game in my hands
I got the streets on my back, I’m raising the level, the game needs a rebel
Wall Street Scarf & the fleece from SSNOW
Shawty on me tryna teef my soul
Slurping on me no teeth, I moan
Scotti on me no shisha smoke
I’m telling you, telling you
By the way you move I see your new to this sh*t
I jus hit her raw now I’ma snooze with ya b*t*h
Nobody is safe if you ain't cool with da kid
I’m good in the hood them boys will shoot for da kid
I go ham, I get cheese and my lungs are full of cabbage
I got bread, in left & right pocket, issa sandwich
On my wrist, need a roley, patek and of course a bad b*t*h
And my b*t*h, she will beat yo b*t*h up cos shes a savage
Take a hit, got these buds in yo body can you manage
Ain't legit, put that pressure on him he couldn't manage
Ain't legit, hes a punk, not a thug that boy garn panic
We gon hit, we gon hit that boy up & make him vanish
The game in my hands
I got the streets on my back, I’m raising the level, the game needs a rebel
Wall Street Scarf & the fleece from SSNOW
Shawty on me tryna teef my soul
Slurping on me no teeth, I moan
Scotti on me no shisha smoke
I’m telling you, telling you
By the way you move I see your new to this sh*t
I jus hit her raw now I’ma snooze with ya b*t*h
Nobody is safe if you ain't cool with da kid
I’m good in the hood them boys will shoot for da kid
Lyrics : Rubian Gozai
By the way you move, I see you’re new to this sh*t
(The game in my hands) x8
The game in my hands
I got the streets on my back, I’m raising the level, the game needs a rebel
Wall Street Scarf & the fleece from SSNOW
Shawty on me tryna teef my soul
Slurping on me no teeth, I moan
Scotti on me no shisha smoke
I’m telling you, telling you
By the way you move I see your new to this sh*t
I jus hit her raw now I’ma snooze with ya b*t*h
Nobody is safe if you ain't cool with da kid
I’m good in the hood them boys will shoot for da kid
And I got the game in my hands so thank you
I figured it out I don’t need to zanku
I’m a cartoon them n***as are statues
Bad little b*t*h, black queen with bantu’s
Bad little b*t*h, black queen with tattoos
There ain't competition, I’m making a difference, my chain chandelier and b*t*h is a pro
My b*t*h ride or die & ya b*t*h is on loan, tough
I’m inspired by my own, stuff
It’s a potion I’ma pour up!
Hit the stage im finna go nuts
I wake in the morning, I look in the mirror and i see the best, only me i impress
The game in my hands
I got the streets on my back, I’m raising the level, the game needs a rebel
Wall Street Scarf & the fleece from SSNOW
Shawty on me tryna teef my soul
Slurping on me no teeth, I moan
Scotti on me no shisha smoke
I’m telling you, telling you
By the way you move I see your new to this sh*t
I jus hit her raw now I’ma snooze with ya b*t*h
Nobody is safe if you ain't cool with da kid
I’m good in the hood them boys will shoot for da kid
I go ham, I get cheese and my lungs are full of cabbage
I got bread, in left & right pocket, issa sandwich
On my wrist, need a roley, patek and of course a bad b*t*h
And my b*t*h, she will beat yo b*t*h up cos shes a savage
Take a hit, got these buds in yo body can you manage
Ain't legit, put that pressure on him he couldn't manage
Ain't legit, hes a punk, not a thug that boy garn panic
We gon hit, we gon hit that boy up & make him vanish
The game in my hands
I got the streets on my back, I’m raising the level, the game needs a rebel
Wall Street Scarf & the fleece from SSNOW
Shawty on me tryna teef my soul
Slurping on me no teeth, I moan
Scotti on me no shisha smoke
I’m telling you, telling you
By the way you move I see your new to this sh*t
I jus hit her raw now I’ma snooze with ya b*t*h
Nobody is safe if you ain't cool with da kid
I’m good in the hood them boys will shoot for da kid
