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Game Over Video (MV)




Performed By: Bizzie
Length: 1:47
Written by: Jake Darus




Bizzie - Game Over Lyrics




Aye B****
TLG, Gang s***
Aye, Look, Aye

Ridin' dolo late night so you know I keep my gun tucked
Poppin' hella xans yeah they got my stomach f***** up
We gon' rob yo mans just for fun we don't need s***
Use a mask just in case but no case no one seen it
We gon' have to slide no Blueface but I'm a bleed him
Copycat my sons just like I gotta f***** feed 'em
Masked up with my gun mommy she callin' me a demon
Posted with my mans late nights we steady schemin'
Posted with my bro my gun and prolly hella drugs hoe
She gon' go after she pop a xan under her tongue bro
Get a nut and then prolly go f*** one of her friends bro
And after that, we can go hit plays up in a benz bro

Sippin' on this juice (juice), this s*** got me bent over
I just got the juice (juice), plug said it be sent over
We gon' know it's pack, you gon' smell all the aroma
Pressure give you heart attack a put your ass up in a coma
Get the pack and run it up, watch that b**** flip over
Big a** choppa in the trunk, it's gon' flip yo whip over
Hit her from the back, then I flip yo b**** over
I can't love that hoe, so no she can't stay over
N***** wanted smoke, brodie brung the K over
Extra long mags, so you know it's game over
B****, aye so you know it's game over
(B****) Game over

B****
Gang s***
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Aye B****
TLG, Gang s***
Aye, Look, Aye

Ridin' dolo late night so you know I keep my gun tucked
Poppin' hella xans yeah they got my stomach f***** up
We gon' rob yo mans just for fun we don't need s***
Use a mask just in case but no case no one seen it
We gon' have to slide no Blueface but I'm a bleed him
Copycat my sons just like I gotta f***** feed 'em
Masked up with my gun mommy she callin' me a demon
Posted with my mans late nights we steady schemin'
Posted with my bro my gun and prolly hella drugs hoe
She gon' go after she pop a xan under her tongue bro
Get a nut and then prolly go f*** one of her friends bro
And after that, we can go hit plays up in a benz bro

Sippin' on this juice (juice), this s*** got me bent over
I just got the juice (juice), plug said it be sent over
We gon' know it's pack, you gon' smell all the aroma
Pressure give you heart attack a put your ass up in a coma
Get the pack and run it up, watch that b**** flip over
Big a** choppa in the trunk, it's gon' flip yo whip over
Hit her from the back, then I flip yo b**** over
I can't love that hoe, so no she can't stay over
N***** wanted smoke, brodie brung the K over
Extra long mags, so you know it's game over
B****, aye so you know it's game over
(B****) Game over

B****
Gang s***
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Writer: Jake Darus
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