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okay! (game over) - ​wooshi lyrics

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okay! (game over) lyrics
[chorus]
d*mn, game over
you got a b*tch, but i stole her
choppa hit him, it go right through his molars
got a lil’ b*tch, yeah, i think she bipolar
years keep going, i keep getting older
yeah my heart, it’s getting more colder
all my life, i really only been sober
this a system, not talkin’ no solar
i got some friends and most of them stoners
stay away from that n*gga, he a heavy smoker
got a clip in the chop, incase i gotta smoke him
i’m not playing no ball, i hit him with a floater
i be spinnin’ these flows, i ain’t talkin’ no rotor
crazy n*gga, ain’t talkin bout joker
gotta chill with these flows, yeah, i gotta go slower
you claim that’s your b*tch, but you dont even know her (okay)

[break]
yeah shoutout retro for that rotor line by the way
lets go

[verse]
you claim you got a glock but you do not shoot it
you could call me polo g, i really go stupid
b*tch want me to set her up, i am not cupid
tall n*gga but i dont be hooping
ain’t talkin no football, i just be jukin’
(hold up, i’m finna come in right quick)
weird ass n*gga pop too many percs
f*ck around put your ass on a shirt
i’m jokin, i dont put no n*ggas on shirts
keep playin, choppa put you in the dirt
gotta stop cap rappin, this sh*t gonna hurt
i’m not yeat, but my money twerk
you can’t be around here bro get off our turf
im a corny lil’ n*gga, i keep playing surf
[break]
thats that 1 game on roblox by the way (it’s also on counter*strike too nerd!)
oh yeah, i don’t got no money either
uh, back to the hook i guess, let’s go

[chorus]
d*mn, game over
you got a b*tch, but i stole her
choppa hit him, it go right through his molars
got a lil’ b*tch, yeah, i think she bipolar
years keep going, i keep getting older
yeah my heart, it’s getting more colder
all my life, i really only been sober
this a system, not talkin’ no solar
i got some friends and most of them stoners
stay away from that n*gga, he a heavy smoker
got a clip in the chop, incase i gotta smoke him
i’m not playing no ball, i hit him with a floater
i be spinnin’ these flows, i ain’t talkin’ no rotor
crazy n*gga, ain’t talkin bout joker
gotta chill with these flows, yeah, i gotta go slower
you claim that’s your b*tch, but you dont even know her (okay)

[outro]
lets go, i finally finished my first song back
d*mn, let’s go
for the people still listening to this, i’ma probably remake this when i get better at rapping
but yeah, uh, enjoy
ha*ha, see you soon

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