The Game

Lyrics

[Intro] Cash Fargo (Tryna take a piece of everything) (She ain't for you, she for the game) (She ain't for you, she for the game) (She ain't for you, she for the game) (She tryna get a piece of everything) (She ain't for you, she for the game) (She ain't for you, she ain't for you) (She ain't for you, she for the game) [Verse 1] Niggas in they feelings, I'm in the bank Back strokin' in the shark tank Figure 'cause I'm smoked out that I can't think It's the king of smoke-and-maintain on that super dank She feels safe in the coupe, it's like a tank Still gotta duck them potholes, cause damage to the Forgiatos, I navigate the city boobytraps with my eyes closed Too quick on my shell-toes for them hoes More focused on money rolls, copped the new Rolls, suicidal two doors I get that work out in Versace gym clothes Your old heads will tell you that I've been cold I had it all figured out from fifteen years old Played the cut, played my role, knowing I'd be chose Money running, bullshit walking, VVS diamonds do my talking [Chorus] She ain't for you, she for the game She tryna get a piece of everything She ain't for you, she for the game Gold diggers eye fucking my pinky ring She ain't for you, she for the game She tryna get a piece of everything She ain't for you, she for the game In the club just following the champagne [Verse 2] She ain't yours, she for the Chanel furs Leer jets, hors d'oeuvres, and hard to pronounce words Either you rap, tackle a quarterback, or flip birds Only way you'll ever get a piece a hers Financially secure, Bentley chauffeurs Got that bitch mind in a blur, in a mirror Shapin' up line a that pure, for this addiction There is no cure, it's the game in her veins Now she feel like niggas with no doe is lames Attracted to chains, and niggas with pinky rings She doing hella things strange for a piece a change Or just a promise that the boss might fly her to the Bahamas A G might fuck her on the back of her own Honda You? You gon' try to make her out a baby mama, make her honest That's clownish, because she for sure not 'bout it [Chorus] She ain't for you, she for the game She tryna get a piece of everything She ain't for you, she for the game Gold diggers, eye fucking my pinky ring She ain't for you, she for the game She tryna get a piece of everything She ain't for you, she for the game In the club just following the champagne