WHY DA GAME SO FUCKED UP

Lyrics

[Hook] Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say In the strip club shined up everyday Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say In the strip club shined up everyday Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay [Verse 1] Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday Slidin' with that girl like I'm sellin' the yay Elm Street slidin' with Selena all day Lil body bang, yeah, her eyelids were pink Lifting up my wrist, diamonds twerk on my finger All in the street I be pourin' the liquor To my Blackberry, missed call, Kylie Jenner (Hello?) Baby, call you in twenty Hood rich Rari, bitch, I'm richer than money Game fucked up, nigga ain't got respect Fuck ICYTWAT, boy, I ain't got respect Sickboy krueger, put that knife to his neck Hah, shout out Lil' Wop Sick gang shit, still wiping my nose Hit the bank but the bank was closed Slime was my opp that came from folks Got it out the mud, Lil Shyne throw fours [Bridge] Look, I ain't got no beef. I just tell it how it is, ya heard me? I just, why hate on a nigga who stay in his own lane? Bruh, I don't hate on nobody, shout out everybody [Hook] Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say In the strip club shined up everyday Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say In the strip club shined up everyday Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay [Bridge] Sick gang shit, still wipin' my nose Hit the bank but the bank was closed [Verse 2] Keep all my money, I don't fuck with banks Shout out to [?], boy [?] Bari drop-top, been make 'em faint Shawty in the haunted house poppin' paint Yeah I got mid and I sell dank Still count it up like I'm in the trap Shit, I don't trap, but my 20 clap Shitshow with my shooter, I made that chop clap Strip club make that, clap I ain't fuckin' hoes, yeah I got clout Been needin to hit that freak, dummy Lil' Rari got it up for all women Shit, nigga mad at me 'cause I stay swimmin' Trap phone same color suede linen All my ice winnin', I don't beef with niggas Calling up my brothers, gotta stick together But I shine through any weather Lil' Rari throwin' four, ain't nothin' better, yeah