BabyTron - Game Time lyrics

[Intro] sh*t, that's a Danny G beat Getta Beats Huh, yeah Damn, JakeSand Ayy Ayy, ayy, yeah (sh*ttyBoyz) Y'all gon' make me crank the notch up just to prove a point b*tch Y'all gon' make me crank the notch up just to prove a point b*tch Y'all gon' make me crank the notch up just to prove a point (Yeah) Y'all gon' make me crank the notch up just to prove a point (Yeah) Y'all gon' make me crank the notch up just to prove a point (Yeah) Yeah, b*tch, ayy [Hook] Game time, b*tch, it's on the floor like a personal All this fake beef popping up, I ain't heard of you Voilà, made some green paper then I turned it bluе How it feel looking at my wave from a surfer view? BM to thе W, this a German coupe Summer gon' be hot, catch you out then we burning you If I hear it's up, b*tch, you gon' see my vertical Fifty floors up, out of town, this a perfect view [Verse] How you jumping to the deep and end up kicking it with shrimps? Turn around, turn around like, sh*t, I'm dizzy than a b*tch Brodie tripping off a whippit and a sixth up in his Brisk God bless the scams, b*tch, I'm getting rich up off a glitch If we catch you in a Lyft, we gon' lift you out the Lyft Paint yo ride up, something like Xzibit when he pimp Dre dropped a skelly, got a faucet dripping off his wrist You can't take the heat, something like the Pistons in '06 b*tch, I'ma ball until it's time for me to pass the torch All that damn plug talk, what you lagging for? Neiman Marcus bags full of sh*t you can't afford Summertime, I want a foreign truck, I might cash a Porsche This life sh*t a movie, you can't rewind or fast forward Off-Whites, twenty-five hundred on some damn Forces Designer bags back in high school, ain't never JanSport How you wanna see yo brother ball? Ain't never passed to him How you wanna see me win? You ain't never acted like it Huh, yeah How you wanna see me win? You ain't never acted like it They used to kick me at my lowest, now let's see who stack the highest They said they wanna see me win, I know they praying that I lose Up the roll like I'm Cripping, you know I came in with some blues Headshot him in the foreign, left him shaking in the coupe Finna go score, let me finish lacing up my shoes Told her that my heart empty but my baby bottle full Feel like A.J., the style that I got's phenomenal When you talk about Tron, the "un" in front of "stoppable" Boy, you like a door, you gotta push, you ain't got no pull I was seventeen, they told me I'll be the GOAT one day Better make sure yo stack right 'fore you blow some pape The shoes that you got on yo feet, I'll throw away Me versus you? Come on now, it ain't no debate When I was underwater, I ain't drown, I made it to the shore Walking out of Blue Flame, I left yo savings on the floor Parked around the corner, he won't even make it to the store Talking like a star but you ain't never playing in the fort Shipping iPhones, switching time zones If we hear it's up then we jumping like it's Sky Zone Why you cuff her ugly-ass? She worser than my side ho Turned thirteen at eleven, fu*k the Five-O [Hook] Game time, b*tch, it's on the floor like a personal All this fake beef popping up, I ain't heard of you Voilà, made some green paper then I turned it blue How it feel looking at my wave from a surfer view? BM to the W, this a German coupe Summer gon' be hot, catch you out then we burning you If I hear it's up, b*tch, you gon' see my vertical Fifty floors up, out of town, this a perfect view