Game Time Lyrics

Game time so I gotta shoot my shot

My homeboy just put me on the spot

Saw a fine dime diva and hit the clock

Twenty-four seconds is all that I got

Game time so I gotta shoot my shot

My homeboy just put me on the spot

Saw a fine dime diva and hit the clock

Twenty-four seconds is all that I got

Nice shot is what my brother keep on telling me

Cause I be pulling freakies like I'm Bill Bellamy

Southern accent, slang that will give her chills

Put ya money on ya hoe and loose your dolla bills

Ain't no limits to the shit, wanna test me cuz

If you're doubting the things I say God bless you bruh

He's keeping you safe cause you don't have a chick that bad enough

Seen a picture and her ass wasn't stout enough

So let me get back to this club scene

Turn up for the home team

Living it likes it's a dream

Once I had nothing

In the beginning, now I'm winning and winning

No time soon will it stop

I pulled your bitch with one shot

Game time so I gotta shoot my shot

My homeboy just put me on the spot

Saw a fine dime diva and hit the clock

Twenty-four seconds is all that I got

Game time so I gotta shoot my shot

My homeboy just put me on the spot

Saw a fine dime diva and hit the clock

Twenty-four seconds is all that I got

It's a vibe we feeling

The night has no ceilings

I'm making her smile but her friend in her feelings

So I gotta game plan to get rid of the villian

Lit up the blunt passed it too her , she hit twice now she's chilling

Now it's all on me I'm in the spotlight

Let me model how it look when your shot right

You can step up to a woman in mid conversation

Tell her something real she can feel

Leave her friends spectating like Yah

Game time so I gotta shoot my shot

My homeboy just put me on the spot

Saw a fine dime diva and hit the clock

Twenty-four seconds is all that I got

Game time so I gotta shoot my shot

My homeboy just put me on the spot

Saw a fine dime diva and hit the clock

Twenty-four seconds is all that I got