GAMETIME

By Quin NFN

Released on June 10, 2017

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[Intro]

Da gang!

Da gang!


[Verse]

Fuckin and duckin, im fuckin her buddy but im countin up at the same time

Youngin a G, hit you up when it's gametime

Look like we takin down Lakeline

My niggas lions, the fuck is a canine?


[?]

Pull up n get a headshot like it's Facetime

I'll up the strap at your waistline

Most of these niggas is weeny

Pull up with the nina and niggas start panickin'

I spent a sack and got fresh as a bitch

It look like I jus robbed me a mannequin

200 a feature, 300 I'm averagin

Wait till a nigga start travellin

Step out with my niggas, we lurkin we strategin'

Look like we play for the Mavericks

Diamonds they dance and a nigga start shiverin'

We got more poles than a fisherman

Pop out all black if you wanna [?]

Ima just [?] like they Zimmerman

I really want brain but the bitch kinda thick

Swear to God made ya boy reconsider it

Pull up with dicks you'll think that I'm feminine

Fling his ass out like some cinnamon

Bro off a [?] he just rollin he rollin so we'll throw bullets like Prescott

Got a green beam on this hoe like a Xbox cuz we don't fuck with no red dot

I fuck a check up [?] from the neck up

All of my shoes they be dessed out

I do not diss in my raps, I have bronem come through and just give you a chest shot

[?] slide through doin hits out a stolo

Bullets the size as a yoyo

And you can come over and give me some noggin but after that you gotta go go

Make that hoe nut, now its cum on my polo

Got like two hoes in a four door

Give a fuck if you pullin up with 30 .44's

You better go and get four more

I call Ugly E he gon come with that choppa

We uppin that bitch and go blocka

[?] chop it up witcho bitch like Baraka

And after I hit ima block her

She tried to tell me she gon stay at my casa

I told her she lion mufasa

S smokin gas and do not try to hit it cuz he do not blow with imposters

C Bruh do not fuck around with no swishers cuz he rollin woods cuz its simple

AR-15, a supressor and beam, he roll up and get popped like a pimple

[?] and Ron doin hits out a rental, the holes in yo face like a dimple

Hundred round blow give a fuck bout reloadin

I swear to god it leave him crippled

Big booty bitches I fuck on the daily bitch I just want top if it's little

The hoe say she hungry but it ain't no biggie so I went and copped her some skittles

And bitch I be ballin but I do not dribble the bullet a make his ass wiggle

And when we blow ninas it sound like a gym

When y'all blow bitch it sound like a whistle

Run up on me and get shot in yo temple

Suppressors be longer than pencils

I see yo Beyonce, she got some potential

So when I just fuck, I giggle

Yo bitch crossin words with a nigga, no scribble

Just watch how I do instrumentals

And bro smokin sharp cuz it's sweet

Presidential and all of this shit confidential

Bronem come through, pop yo ass with a green dot

I'm fuckin yo bitch to some Cdot

Make em play pussy, get fucked like a G-spot

Swear to God I fuck on treetop

Bitch smoke for you niggas that's thinkin y'all cold

We a give his ass heat like a teapot

Hit the galleria inside of the beamer and this bitch head look like peacocks

I'm outta line cuz I'm fuckin Latinos and hoes say I'm reckless like Rico

[?] come through [?] dont reload

We set it off like Cleo

I got my shit took like a nigga seen Debo

That bitch got water no Nemo

Insides the coupe it look like a torpedo

The seats the same color Fritos

Can't [?] cuz im thinkin my fist broke

[?] hit tho

Spray the whole thing what the fuck is a Crisco

Make his ass dance like a disco

DGNT gon pop shit like some Crisco

I swear to God hoes on my dick though

But she just be fuckin me cuz of my wrist though

We movin weight like a big hoe