Hossalini - Game Plan (feat. DangerOnThaTrax)

Boy I'm on my shit, I ain't playing, I ain't playing
I got the formula, Game Plan, Game Plan
These niggas getting killed, gangland, gangland
I shoot the fire and write a verse and do it with The same hand
Boy I'm on my shit, I ain't playing, I ain't playing
I got the formula, Game Plan, Game Plan
These niggas getting killed, gangland, gangland
I shoot the fire and write a verse and do it with
The same hand, look
I'm ambidextrous
This life done tested us
We can mix it up
Like It's Nexus, bruh
A couple billionaires gone invest in us
Not being a millionaire, is trying to get the best of us
So I'm on my shit, baby shittin' in pampers
Boy I'm on my shit Beef'll get you trampled
Boy I'm on my shit, stash It in the hamper
Boy I'm on my shit, I'm moving like a dancer
Doing a whole lot of twerking just to get the Bread
Free my cousin Super Dave, he posted it in the feds
Sick as fuck, instrumentals is my meds
DangerOnTheTrax, been doing it since he had the dreads
I keep telling y'all, we ain't playing
I keep telling her, I ain't staying
I drew the whole play up writing it in the sand
I get the dough and make the biscuits call it Grands
Boy I'm on my shit, I ain't playing, I ain't playing
I got the formula, Game Plan, Game Plan
These niggas getting killed, gangland, gangland
I shoot the fire and write a verse and do it with The same hand
Boy I'm on my shit, I ain't playing, I ain't playing
I got the formula, Game Plan, Game Plan
These niggas getting killed, gangland, gangland
I shoot the fire and write a verse and do it with
The same hand
I'm game planning for them rings
Setting them plays up for my team
Fuck over ya if you green
I shoot the fire you set the screen
Playbook equals championship
Kash Doll that bitch super thick
Had a plan ask Uncle Chris
I'm so clutch as Uncle Rich
I'm Steve Kerr, I rarely lose
$500 pair of shoes
Mack a bitch and let her choose
Y'all stay asleep I Hit the snooze
Wake up, wake up, it's the first
This big pimpin' just say church
My game plan is not a hearse
I could be broke, life could be worse
I'm still breathing so I gotta get it
Tip my engineer like fifty
Rather him than you little bitches
Turn all snitches into crickets
I'm bout my bidness, I want the cake
My little hitters'll make you shake
Wrist on auto, Steph and Klay
Off my plan this Just a taste
Y'all better eat just like we is
Fuck trying to get that record deal
I'd rather get a load of pills
Or the juice you pop the seal
My black wet look like a seal
Don't slip on banana peels
Hustler music, this shit real
How we gon' win if I'm killed
Boy I'm on my shit, I ain't playing, I ain't playing
I got the formula, Game Plan, Game Plan
These niggas getting killed, gangland, gangland
I shoot the fire and write a verse and do it with The same hand
Boy I'm on my shit, I ain't playing, I ain't playing
I got the formula, Game Plan, Game Plan
These niggas getting killed, gangland, gangland
I shoot the fire and write a verse and do it with
The same hand

Written by:
Barry Byner Jr, JeCory Parham

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