[Hook]
Game fucked up, n***a, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, n***a, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay

[Verse 1]
Game fucked up, n***a, ain't what they say
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Slidin' with that girl like I'm sellin' the yay
Elm Street slidin' with Selena all day
Lil body bang, yeah, her eyelids were pink
Lifting up my wrist, diamonds twerk on my finger
All in the street I be pourin' the liquor
To my Blackberry, missed call, Kylie Jenner (Hello?)
Baby, call you in twenty
Hood rich Rari, bitch, I'm richer than money
Game fucked up, n***a ain't got respect
Fuck ICYTWAT, boy, I ain't got respect
Sickboy a crow, I put that knife to his neck
Hah, shout out Lil' Wop
Sick gang shit, still wiping my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed
Slime was my opp that came from folks
Got it out the mud, Lil Shyne throw fours
[Bridge]
Look, I ain't got no beef. I just tell it how it is, ya heard me? I just, why hate on a n***a who stay in his own lane? Bruh, I don't hate on nobody, shout out everybody

[Hook]
Game fucked up, n***a, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, n***a, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay

[Bridge]
Sick gang shit, still wipin' my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed

[Verse 2]
Keep all my money, I don't fuck with banks
Shout out to [?], boy [?]
Bari drop-top, been make 'em faint
Shawty in the haunted house poppin' paint
Yeah I got mid and I sell dank
Still count it up like I'm in the trap
Shit, I don't trap, but my 20 clap
Shitshow with my shooter, I made that chop clap
Strip club make that, clap
I ain't fuckin' hoes, yeah I got clout
Been needin to hit that freak, dummy
Lil' Rari got it up for all women
Shit, n***a mad at me 'cause I stay swimmin'
Trap phone same color suede linen
All my ice winnin', I don't beef with n***as
Calling up my brothers, gotta stick together
But I shine through any weather
Lil' Rari throwin' four, ain't nothin' better, yeah