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game up - openpad lyrics

saucalini:

i told my mama ima be gone for some weeks now
had to get my game up get my cheese now
stuntin on yo hoe cuz she a freak now
you boujee b-tches always bustin for the free clout
f-ckin with my lane and you gon see a wreck
f-ckin with my game you need to see a ref
we be so d-mn deep and you might see the depth
b-tch im go-go gadget, you should see a tech
i hear people talkin when im off that loud
you know i be burnin, never burnin out
if you do some hoe sh-t i might pull of coastin
but if you need some pine you can hit my phone then
i flew my mama out to me to see the beach now
had to get my paper get my cheese now
see my wrist so cold b-tch im out here grindin
all these hoes finna flock cuz of stonedcoldpilots
like serve the whole spot til they come around
baby wanna mob with me out to china town
sh-t ain’t what it seems it dont seem right
but i know that she’ll miss me when im not around
who are you talkin to? my homies thinkin a thing or two
slidin up on em in 45, take the 15 you can see the zoo
fiends’ll get higher than jesus, swingin like venus/serena
im choppin up game like a cleaver, like f-ck it, dont like it then leave him

sebby og:

i kiss my mama on the cheek and then im speedin out
i feel like ocho cinco baby i been runnin routes
im smellin so d-mn fresh i keep it clean as kept
i feel like action bronson cookin good and kickin raps
ima stonedcoldpilots on a island chair, im b-mpin dom
i tell her get home safely baby girl, im b-mpin life of pablo like kim k my baby girl
i got connections in brazil so lets go see the world
cuz i got dreams of boardin jets and jet-skiing while having s-x
and i still shop at food-for-less the way i grew taught me finesse
you ask too much you like the press and i feel like im russell west
martin luther had a dream thats why my broad is white and mixed
get the ev cut im posted up with wats im in la, soakin game from t-ty boy cuz i know he a f-ckin vet, i be actin like my papa gotta teach the kids
i got gold gold on my necklace i dont need no rims
rottweilers in the yard to hold my palace down
i mix the palace with the sol when im in london town
and ima open up my tab and get us h-lla rounds
girl just call me when you stressin ima hold you down

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