Mr. GAME AND WATCH Lyrics

Hello? Hello :)

(What's good, what's up)

Hello!

I know it's been a while

Ya, I know it's been a while

I'm just tryna make you smile

I know it's been a while, yah

I know it's been a while

I know it's been a while

(Ya, yuh)

Hello again, I hope you're fine

Balenciaga feeling mighty right

Ina all black fit on the latest night

Looking like I'm Mr. Game & Watch, I keep that hammer in my pocket, Ima let 'em fly

These bullets your demise

If I could choose someone else's life, I would choose mine like 100,000 times

I flew a bitch out from Los Angles

I can not fuck with these bitches cause bitches be scandalous

Shorty think that she can handle it, so I dismantled it

Fuck, okay

Going so fast, I go fullest of throttles

I'm off the drugs like I'm Demi Lovato

Yo, when I get mad, I go straight to my grotto

And roll me a blunt while I chill with my models, okay

I treat bitches like cars; if I takes yours, is it a stolie?

I can't even tell time, why the fuck did I get myself a muhfucking Rollie

She claim she a child of God but, baby, it looks like you couldn't get any less holy

Baddie just landed from Italy, I think she into me, she wanted my ravioli

Show me what it means to live your life to the fullest (show me baby)

Back when we were teens, I would really take a bullet for you in my teeth

I would tell them "Go ahead and pull it"

But some time relieved my delusions; I was tripping, baby

I was tripping, FUCK

I don't know what I was thinking

I was hypnotized when your pussy had me slipping, baby (ayyy)

Addicted to Prada and Alexander 'Queen, I told some pussy I'm wearing their rent

Gory ideas inside of my head, I know me some people that needa bite cement

I think you need yourself God, 'cause it's not enough to only be be praying on Lent

You're posting that bitch and you know she a thot

Ha! How does that make any sense?

She looked at my dick and she told me she wanted to suck it

Fuck it

Don't tell your bestie we fucking

I double- no, triple my money, it's nothing

You don't work at all so your money just plummets

I know me some people that fell from the summit

They weren't the same, I can see that they puppets

My flow is so royal, when I talk, there's trumpets

This shordy from London, she brought me some-

This percocet put me inside of a state of hysteria

Biting my flow, think they gave me malaria

How you so ass, you don't meet the criteria

Like I'm from HR, bitch, I'm your superior

I see you talking but, brodie, I'm really not hearing ya

Definitely not fearing ya

You was that guy I would take money from back inside of a muhfukin school cafeteria

Double A12 with a switch, bullets hit on your bitch if they talking that shit

It's gonn' hit on your lips and your chin and your wrist and I'll give you a kiss right on to your ribs

Lil' shorty, I'm going so brazy

Off of this pilly, amazing

RFD caught him a Haitian

Pussy lil' boy got some alc in his system and all of a sudden he's acting courageous (why?)

Hello again, I hope you're fine (hi, woah)

Balenciaga feeling mighty right (okay)

Ina all black fit on the latest night (ya)

Looking like I'm Mr. Game & Watch, I keep that hammer in my pocket, Ima let 'em fly

These bullets your demise ('kay)

If I could choose someone else's life, I would choose mine like 100,000 times

I flew a bitch out from Los Angles

I can not fuck with these bitches cause bitches be scandalous

Shorty think that she can handle it, so I dismantled it

Fuck, okay (alright)

Going so fast, I go fullest of throttles

I'm off the drugs like I'm Demi Lovato

Yo, when I get mad, I go straight to my grotto

And roll me a blunt while I chill with my models, okay (okay)

I treat bitches like cars; if I takes yours, is it a stolie?

I can't even tell time, why the fuck did I get myself a muhfucking Rollie

She claim she a child of God but, baby, it looks like you couldn't get any less holy

Baddie just landed from Italy, I think she into me, she wanted my ravioli

(You wanna talk about underground? We done stepped in the spot-)