BabyTron - Game Time lyrics

BabyTron [ames Edward Johnson II] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.

[BabyTron - Game Time lyrics]

Shit, that's a Danny G beat getta Beats
Huh, yeah damn, JakeSand
Ayy ayy, ayy, yeah (ShittyBoyz)
Y'all gon' make me crank the notch
Up just to prove a point bitch
Y'all gon' make me crank the notch
Up just to prove a point bitch
Y'all gon' make me crank the notch
Up just to prove a point (yeah)
Y'all gon' make me crank the notch
Up just to prove a point (yeah)
Y'all gon' make me crank the notch
Up just to prove a point (yeah)
Yeah, bitch, ayy

Game time, bitch
It's on the floor like a personal
All this fake beef popping up
I ain't heard of you
Voilà, made some green paper then
I turned it bluе how it feel looking at my
Wave from a surfer view?
BM to thе W, this a German coupe
Summer gon' be hot
Catch you out then we burning you
If I hear it's up, bitch
You gon' see my vertical
Fifty floors up, out of town
This a perfect view

How you jumping to the deep and
End up kicking it with shrimps?
Turn around, turn around like, shit
I'm dizzy than a bitch
Brodie tripping off a whippit and a
Sixth up in his Brisk
God bless the scams, bitch
I'm getting rich up off a glitch
If we catch you in a Lyft
We gon' lift you out the Lyft
Paint yo ride up
Something like Xzibit when he pimp
Dre dropped a skelly
Got a faucet dripping off his wrist
You can't take the heat
Something like the Pistons in '06
Bitch, I'ma ball until it's time for
Me to pass the torch
All that damn plug talk
What you lagging for?
Neiman Marcus bags full of
Shit you can't afford
Summertime, I want a foreign truck
I might cash a Porsche
This life shit a movie
You can't rewind or fast forward
Off Whites
Twenty-five hundred on some damn Forces
Designer bags back in high school
Ain't never JanSport
How you wanna see yo brother ball?
Ain't never passed to him
How you wanna see me win? You
Ain't never acted like it huh, yeah
How you wanna see me win? You
Ain't never acted like it
They used to kick me at my lowest
Now let's see who stack the highest
They said they wanna see me win
I know they praying that I lose
Up the roll like I'm Cripping
You know I came in with some blues
Headshot him in the foreign
Left him shaking in the coupe
Finna go score
Let me finish lacing up my shoes
Told her that my heart empty
But my baby bottle full feel like AJ
The style that I got's phenomenal
When you talk about Tron
The "un" in front of "stoppable"
Boy, you like a door, you gotta push
You ain't got no pull i was seventeen
They told me I'll be the GOAT one day
Better make sure yo stack right
'fore you blow some pape
The shoes that you got on yo feet
I'll throw away me versus you? Come on now
It ain't no debate
When I was underwater, I ain't drown
I made it to the shore
Walking out of Blue Flame
I left yo savings on the floor
Parked around the corner
He won't even make it to the store
Talking like a star but you ain't
Never playing in the fort
Shipping iPhones, switching time zones
If we hear it's up then we
Jumping like it's Sky Zone
Why you cuff her ugly-ass? She
Worser than my side ho
Turned thirteen at eleven, fuck the Five-O

Game time, bitch
It's on the floor like a personal
All this fake beef popping up
I ain't heard of you
Voilà, made some green paper then
I turned it blue how it feel looking at my
Wave from a surfer view?
BM to the W, this a German coupe
Summer gon' be hot
Catch you out then we burning you
If I hear it's up, bitch
You gon' see my vertical
Fifty floors up, out of town
This a perfect view

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