Game Changers

F*ck these hoes, like the popo, I'm on the run Bitch wanna act hella funny, I pull out the gun Bitch, I'm like a bunny, hopping fences, call it Fun Run I got hoes hopping on the dick, I'm shooting a flick I got niggas acting hella mad, tryna hit a lick Bitches acting like they hella cold, I made them sick Walk out on these hoes with a fresh cut, I'm fresh as hell I be with the gang, we outside like we raining hell I'ma ballin' like I'm Tim Duncan, money big stretching I ain't gotta wear no Tim boots to show I'm big steppin' Yeah, you bitch might be cute but she is not pressure Pull up with the mob with them glocks, yeah, we coat trenching If you think I'm simping for these hoes, you can keep guessing Lil' nigga got his first band, now he big flexin' When I say that I don't give a f*ck, I ain't pretending Walking out the mall with hella bags, yeah, I'm big spending Fat bitch fell down the stairs, I know that she hurt She can't even climb upstairs, call a life alert I just saw a fine ass bitch, I had to slide on her Found out she got a kid, I say, "Who the father?" Damn, she been in and out of different places like with Five Guys Choo choo bitch, on the train getting ran through Linking with the opps, all these hoes got loose screws F*ck hoes, get money, that's all I do I come with more than facts, I got receipts I'm winning and you losing, nigga, do you need a cheat sheet? I dog a bitch, hit and dip, no, I don't do no repeats I might buy you Birkin, but you gotta come and feast me I'm 5'8, you can pass my height and still can't reach me Might f*ck around and hit her best friend, I'm feeling sneaky I'm on my Drake shit, but I ain't in my feelings bout no KEKE I got a bitch that got a super soaker, her name FEFE I deliver everything like a UPS She be with her friends like a fed like I ain't her ex Two chains on, I move with cautious like the feds watching Long ass chin like that bitch named Natalie I make a bitch spread her legs like she Michael Jordan All she can eat is buffet's like Gordon Baby give me top like a slop, get the mop That's my main bitch on the side, that's the glock Shit, you can't do a song with me if you got no bangers Think I'm finna to give yo bitch up, I'm a hoe changer I think I got a problem, drinking alcohol without no chaser I swear it's like the more money you get, you get more favors You picked a decent bitch that's ran through, you is no savior You ain't really doing nothing right if you got no haters Me and Geni balling on the court, we the same players But we never playing by the rules, we the game changers