[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I’m pulling up with all options
Point out someone who could stop us
If you approaching you better be cautious
This is a house full of bosses

You cannot mess with the fam
Come to our door you’ll get stopped
Know that we making them bands
Whenever we slide on them ops
Pop Pop Pop Pop

[Verse 1: Aerial Ace]
N***as still think how they Gon and they Killua, that's a big gamble, don't pout when I'm billing ya
Grabbing the pump if I ain't really feeling ya, by grace of god he gon star in a cinema
Rolling your mouth? I won't hear whip from ya, you in the dirt? A new contender
Only way I see you shaking defeat if I slide on you freaks and I take out ya tibias
Drip game solid, transmutate it
Chicks be hunting to examinate it
They ain't shit, I'll demonstrate it
You ain't been critical, manipulated
High on lives might be sedated
They sick of me stuntin' well I'm vaccinated
I be the shot, on Gon I'll take it
They raze your conscious, you illuminate it
Sit he down with his metro, I'm finna cut like Gillette, hoe
Slide to their spot, making these bodies kick back, you can say I was giving out retros
Not in my right mind and I'll never do right, man, fucking with me, you get left, bro
Snapping his neck slow, I get a check tho, how the fuck I make a living on Death Notes
[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I’m pulling up with all options
Point out someone who could stop us
If you approaching you better be cautious
This is a house full of bosses

You cannot mess with the fam
Come to our door you’ll get stopped
Know that we making them bands
Whenever we slide on them ops
Pop Pop Pop Pop

[Verse 2: GameboyJones]
Ain't no debate
All of my family opening doors
As they pushing that weight

Fuck out my way
Know that i'm all bout my grind
Got my board
Watch a young n***a skate

Give me some space
Nen on that hisoka
It’ll kick back
And then blow you away
Have a good day
Dont try to hire me
If your cash low
And can't handle my rates

J. Cole shit
Where's the mario brother
I only pull up when there’s M’s on they head

Mess with my green
Then you better get gon
Like a bakery bitch
Know that i'm all bout my bread

Damn man
Hit em with the bam bam
Put em in the bedrock
No i ain't talking bout Fred

Pull up to Yorknew city when the job is done
So now i can go buy some new threads

Godspeed to the money
I don't got no time so i keep on running
An assassin that goes where the cash is
I don't kinda really mind if its getting bloody


Shadow stepping when the plug walks
If you to closed get electrocuted
That's a death sentence if we cross paths
Better haul ass or be executed



[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I’m pulling up with all options
Point out someone who could stop us
If you approaching you better be cautious
This is a house full of bosses

You cannot mess with the fam
Come to our door you’ll get stopped
Know that we making them bands
Whenever we slide on them ops
Pop Pop Pop Pop (x2)