Red Banzino - Game Over

My ex done called me up
I said aye its game over
See me balling up the street
From her daddy's Range Rover
Shorty its too late, ain't no time for do-overs
Aye, game over
Aye, aye

She saying she a stoner
But she ain't smoking clovers
Yea that thotty wanting closure
Got me feeling hangovers
Shorty its too late, three strikes game over
Aye, game over
Aye, game over

Hop up in the pipe letting Bowser take you home
She wanna play but I'm gone
She wanna play but I'm froze
I got all the gleam I don't need none of these hoes
I been staying on that grind, standing up on ten toes

Bitch what
Bitch what
It's done
Three lives its done
All lies its done

Vroom
Drift her off Takumi
Brush her off like loose leaf
But damn that booty juicy, yeah

Im praying for her newer mans
Trapped the soles inside em vans
Bet I ate that pussy like the mans in silence of the lambs

She just wanted fun
And I just want 'em funds
Super jump I wanna run
Yea lil' bitch we done

Done holding back your hair
Talking bout what isn't fair
I got other bitches lining up
They done paid their fare
I be glowing up elevated
But she can take the stairs
Only homies in my circle give a fuck about a square bitch

My ex done called me up
I said aye its game over
See me balling up the street
From her daddy's Range Rover
Shorty its too late, ain't no time for do-overs
Aye, game over
Aye, game over

She saying she a stoner
But she ain't smoking clovers
Yea that thotty wanting closure
Got me feeling hangovers
Shorty its too late, three strikes game over
Aye, game over
Aye, game over

Back when we were in love
And all my dawgs said no
Before you looked so fine as now
I see you changing up
Yea you fine now
But you crazy I see it in your eyes
Get the fuck out of my zone and away from all this ice yeah

You'll freeze
Yuh you'll freeze
Like an ice witch
Not no ps3
I'm free
She smoked all of my weed
Throw her out like uncle Phil if this were a TV scene
RIP

I'm bleeding
She stabbed me now I'm leaking
Think she want herself a crip
And I ain't out here wheeling
Steady dealing
Never get success without sinning
Now I be winning

My ex done called me up
I said aye its game over
See me balling up the street
From her daddy's Range Rover
Shorty its too late, ain't no time for do-overs
Aye, game over
Aye, game over

She saying she a stoner
But she ain't smoking clovers
Yea that thotty wanting closure
Got me feeling hangovers
Shorty its too late, three strikes game over
Aye, game over
Aye, game over

Written by:
Maximus Ho

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