Only The Family, YNW Melly, Tee Grizzley, Lil Durk, Sada Baby - Game lyrics

Know I'm in this motherfucker with
All members in this bitch you know?
We on our OTF shit, ya heard?
Helluva made this beat, baby
King Von, know what I'm sayin'?
Got Sada on this motherfucker booka, man
Know what I'm sayin'?

I counted bloody money with my Loubs on
(Loubs on)
I came a long way from a futon (Futon)
My uncle caught a body, got an elbow (Elbow)
I'm only listenin' to the
Gang inside my headphones (yeah)
And I took you back when you was dead wrong
I lost my cousin to cold blood
I keep my head strong (Head strong)
You can't trade the gang
We know that you told
Graduations to funerals
Ecstasy opened my pupils
Bustdown Patek, got three Rolls
You ever seen four killas in a two door?
Durk ridin' with his people
I'm the heart of my city and
I ride with Tee Grizzley
In my DM talkin' to Nicki
A hundred bands, you make the news
'Cause you know I cannot lose
'Cause I know they tryna get me

Sing to your bitch, still'll murk a nigga
Yeah I sing, still'll hurt you
Just like Durk and them
Drop your top like Ice Cube in his first film
I was stompin' niggas out in my first Timbs
Got your girl with me
Trappin' 'til the boy gone
She gon' suck dick and chew
Kids 'til her voice gone
Four-five give him body shots like Roy Jones
Foreign whip with the tinted windows
Pull a drum out it
Pull up to your baby mama's house
Knock your son out it
When the opps don't shoot back
It take the fun out it
Them niggas gon' miss, I don't miss
I knock blood out you
Booka say you can't touch me
Or it's hammer time
I can't get caught with no
Straps or it's slammer time
Quadruple cup of good syrup like Aunt Jemim'
Load up my chopsticks, I'ma take my time
I'ma kill a nigga if I want
To, it ain't no crime, huh

Told that lil' bitch
"Don't suck me up if you ain't catchin' it'"
(Don't) took a whole hour just to
Count up all the Jeffersons
Everybody rich and shoot that bitch but
We ain't Steph and them
He text his wife like
"I'm fuckin' you up if you
Just left with him"
Killers on retainers like defense attorneys
They gon' slide with them cutters
You won't live through the surgery
Pop a bean, do a bad bitch dirty
(Bitch, shut up)
She like, "Boy, you almost murked me
You can't fuck me off them Perkies"
Get that work out just like
Burpees, play with me, savages lurking
I don't play bitch, I be working
You can't ride the wave, no surfing
In the hood passin' out turkeys
Don't waste your time sendin' threats
We not worried (We ain't worried)

Let your mama wear your shirt, fuck nigga
Let your daddy wear your shirt, fuck nigga
I got some niggas who all
Really steppin' with us
You niggas really wasn't creepin'
In them bushes i'ma fuck her first
Then Durk gon' fuck her second
Grizzley gettin' last 'cause we
Too fuckin' reckless
And I got a bad ho and she keep on textin'
Me that she want me, her nigga tryna test me
Diamonds on my neck and they shinin'
Where the fuck was you when I was grindin'?
Wait, bitch, I'm still grindin'
He got the bustdown, perfect timin'
I got the lil' freaky ho whinin'
G shine, I shine and you shinin'
See you wanna fuck me 'cause we poppin'
I'ma up the bitch and bust, no options
Oh Lord, I got bitches, I got options
Pop a Xan, hit a nigga, bust his noggin
No cap