SOB x RBE - Game Over lyrics

[Verse 1: DaBoii] SOB the gang gettin' (?) no info Cartier wearin' nappy head that'll get dough The chopper be like 64, I spent a band and get mo' Tints on my face and I ain't talkin' about a window Have my n***a slide with that 40, he be trippin' 40 with a big stick, that chopper that's a big kick Came with two straps, one pa** like it's Slick Rick And two chains on so I'm guessin' that I'm different Walked in my closet and my kingdom was discovery Yo' b**h, that's the same b**h who be in love with me Ferragamo, had them b**hes wonderin' is he cuffin' me I'm runnin' up a check and all my n***as they gon' run with me A snake in my circle, cut him off I cannot f** with that 30 clip no tuckin' that, false move I'm buckin' that Dick a b**h down and you cannot get her up with that The chopper get to spittin', have a n***a doin' jumping jacks [Verse 2: Slimmy B] I hopped out that van with that K and let 'em have it 223 stretch a n***a body like elastic I told her to slide and bend it over like gymnastics I f** bad b**hes, you f** ducks like Daffy Big north Polo, big body four door I drive it like a stolo, ridin' around solo Ever catch me slippin', ha n***a that's a no no Big 40 make a n***a lean like a cholo I hopped out that Gucci, hopped in some Louis I hopped out a Benz, b**h you hopped out a hoopty Got n***as mad cause their b**hes wanna do me But it ain't sh** to me so I let them hoes screw me All about a check if she broke you can have her Make money as a trapper b**h not as a rapper Aim or no aim cudi it don't really matter when yo' clip hold a hundred and that b**h on automatic [Verse 3: Yhung To] White golds in my mouth talkin' cash sh** We actin', bounce out and let a n***a have it Two cellphones, one for my b**h and one for that (?) She was tryna get it lit like a blunt so I pa**ed it Flexin', I swear to God a n***a love flexin' Once you spent it on a whip, I went and spent it on a necklace You n***as actin' but you really just the extras And one phone call my shooters check you off that checklist n***as love typin' on that mink sh** Blind to a broke b**h, I can't see sh** Shout out my exes that said I wouldn't be sh** I don't f** with them Trues, that's that weak sh** You with that s**a sh**, bad I might cut that sh** Tryna get her back, Mickey D she be lovin' me We aim and you duck with every n***a that you f**in' with SOB, RBE the only n***as that I'm f**in' with Gang