Queen Key, Dsco - Game Over lyrics
[Queen Key, Dsco - Game Over lyrics]
Enviyon on the mix
Queen, queen shit bitch
I'm the type to pull up to your funeral
Fuck if we was cool, slide in your shit like "bitch, I'm beautiful "
They like "Key, why you so crazy, what they do to you?"
I like to make a statement, turn some heads like fucking [?]
Game over, in a lame nigga career, lame over
I could make it rain on ya, instead I'd rather hit a stain on ya
He a goofy, caught him lackin' so I hit a strain on him
He drunk in the club, tweakin', took his [?]
My Glock thunder, rain on 'em, I don took his chain off him
Niggas do it for the clout, I been had a name on him
Ask about me in the streets, niggas know I keep my heat
Like LA I play for keep, she tryna fuck 'cause I be with Key
Ay, she tryna fuck 'cause he be with me
I don't eve play with hoes, told a bitch "keep it a G"
These lil niggas keepin' the heat, I got a lil freak in the sheets
I told that hoe don't soak when he geeked
He might get deleted and treated
I said to your bitch "you could beat it"
I said a hoe [?]
Tell a hoe "get out, beat it"
That pussy wet like I fell in the sea
Last nigga play me, got left in the streets
Like Miami, we bringing that Heat
Niggas be fans, they wanna be me
Game over, knock a nigga like he had a hangover
She knew she was suckin' dick before she even came over
I'm the type to pull up to your funeral
Fuck if we was cool, slide in your shit like "bitch, I'm beautiful "
They like "Key, why you so crazy, what they do to you?"
I like to make a statement, turn some heads like fucking [?]
Game over, in a lame nigga career, lame over
I could make it rain on ya, instead I'd rather hit a stain on ya
Game over, knock a nigga like he had a hangover
She knew she was suckin' dick before she even came over
M-make it rain on ya, instead I'd rather hit a stain on ya
Queen, queen shit bitch
I'm the type to pull up to your funeral
Fuck if we was cool, slide in your shit like "bitch, I'm beautiful "
They like "Key, why you so crazy, what they do to you?"
I like to make a statement, turn some heads like fucking [?]
Game over, in a lame nigga career, lame over
I could make it rain on ya, instead I'd rather hit a stain on ya
He a goofy, caught him lackin' so I hit a strain on him
He drunk in the club, tweakin', took his [?]
My Glock thunder, rain on 'em, I don took his chain off him
Niggas do it for the clout, I been had a name on him
Ask about me in the streets, niggas know I keep my heat
Like LA I play for keep, she tryna fuck 'cause I be with Key
Ay, she tryna fuck 'cause he be with me
I don't eve play with hoes, told a bitch "keep it a G"
These lil niggas keepin' the heat, I got a lil freak in the sheets
I told that hoe don't soak when he geeked
He might get deleted and treated
I said to your bitch "you could beat it"
I said a hoe [?]
Tell a hoe "get out, beat it"
That pussy wet like I fell in the sea
Last nigga play me, got left in the streets
Like Miami, we bringing that Heat
Niggas be fans, they wanna be me
Game over, knock a nigga like he had a hangover
She knew she was suckin' dick before she even came over
I'm the type to pull up to your funeral
Fuck if we was cool, slide in your shit like "bitch, I'm beautiful "
They like "Key, why you so crazy, what they do to you?"
I like to make a statement, turn some heads like fucking [?]
Game over, in a lame nigga career, lame over
I could make it rain on ya, instead I'd rather hit a stain on ya
Game over, knock a nigga like he had a hangover
She knew she was suckin' dick before she even came over
M-make it rain on ya, instead I'd rather hit a stain on ya