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game fucked up - chris webby lyrics

[producer tag]

[verse 1: chris webby]
you got the game f*cked up like a glitch up on your nintendo switch
run and tell ’em chris, go and tell [?]
’cause n0body f*cking with me on that higher level sh*t
i ain’t stunting for the gram, you can only tell i’m rich
if you hire a forensic accountant for all i’m making
from all my limited liability corporations
hating all they can do, taking what’s on the menu
all of it i be ordering for the lengths that i went to
pausing is not an option, my start b*tton is broken
so while your game’s frozen i’m sparking up an explosion
with my red dead revolver, this target is my opponents
your boy is sicker than covid, no argument i’m the chosen
approaching the top so thе hate i handle it often
but still thеy turn the other way when they see this animal crossing
you better watch how you play me, i got a gambling problem
i’ll body slam [?] and put their mans in a coffin
and put my hands on ’em and damage ’em, go check on my file
a devilish child, master of this veteran style
ever since i took my very first breath of the wild
i been aiming my bow and arrow at their neck from a mile
i let it fly, let ’em bleed, i just k!ll ’em, proceed
follow that assassin’s creed with a trick up my sleeve
ever syllable is billable, my billion streams
is making millions, i’m living my dreams
so i tell ’em like…
[chorus: chris webby]
ayy ayy, circle up
set this b*tch on fire, we gon’ burn it up
better duck if you come around us
turn me up, feel the rush, got the game f*cked up
ayy ayy, circle up
set this b*tch on fire, we gon’ burn it up
better duck if you come around us
turn me up, feel the rush, got the game f*cked up

[verse 2: jarren benton]
i’ma set this b*tch on fire, we and webby about to slide
got a date with [?], you surprised?
you n*ggas gettin’ euthanized
how the f*ck you getting crucified over dumb sh*t you said in ’05
“oh me, oh my,” suck a d*ck and go die
how to make bread like [?]
time is money n*gga, tick*tick
i’ma get [?] like a slit wrist
[?]
i ain’t saving these hoes [?]
to be around me, that’s a privilege
so why you all up in my business
you [?] had kids with
i’m just california dreaming
i get head on californiacation
she swallowed all my s*m*n
i was scarred b*tch, i was bleeding
no regard, you saw me grieving
okay now the tables turned, i beat the odds and i got even
the devil a lie, i’m one h*ll of a guy
if they [?]
i’m in beverly hills on amphetamine pills
fur on my back like cruella de vil
[?]
f*ck these n*ggas, ain’t handing out meals
[?]
somebody get help, god dammit i’m ill
[chorus: chris webby]
ayy ayy, circle up
set this b*tch on fire, we gon’ burn it up
better duck if you come around us
turn me up, feel the rush, got the game f*cked up
ayy ayy, circle up
set this b*tch on fire, we gon’ burn it up
better duck if you come around us
turn me up, feel the rush, got the game f*cked up

- chris webby lyrics

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