Game On Lock

[Intro - Slick Thug Talk]
Million! What the fuck is happnin mayne this ya man's Mountain you know what I mean? Motherfuckers hatin on the real da fuck is up? Better tell they hatin ass we been doin this shit since right the fuck now whoa-dee

[Intro Verse]
Seems to be to me ain't nobody happy with they job/Keep on cryin bout it bow down to the mob/The flow rain on hoes thats precipitation/Het yo umbrellas out for precipitation

[Verse - Smooth and Powerful]
Hot wave cold front bad bitches long blunts/Investigate bullshit bodies slumped in the trunk/So you a killa okay killa shoot the right one/Don't mistake me for no victim got a problem let's go hella dumb/Ballin the fuck out don't be stallin the fuck out/Swing a crowbar to yo legs now you crawlin the fuck out/Talkin bout you taller than me so what now/Oh pussy candy ass get the fuck back up now

[Hook]
Not too long before it's over got the game on lock/Drinkin to destruction motherfucka call the cops/So say ya grace whoa-dee...,/This shit ain't safe whoa-dee...,/See these bitches wanna slide me my guys are the realest/So fuck the other side because everybody feel this/So say ya grace whoa-dee...,/This shit ain't safe whoa-dee...

[Verse - Confident and Passionate]
Okay they trippin on a soldier man talking bout it's over man/Tired y'all stupid asses askin me with open hands/Cuz I don't know you bitches you bitches don't get bitches/Clocked all the way in til sundown gettin to my riches/Hoes and hoes here it goes this pimpin uncontrollable/Sleep in a pile of so much pussy porno overload/Raven Heights til my death ain't a damn thing funny/They shoulda never gave you motherfuckers any money

[Hook]
Not too long before it's over got the game on lock/Drinkin to destruction motherfucka call the cops/So say ya grace whoa-dee...,/This shit ain't safe whoa-dee...,/See these bitches wanna slide me my guys are the realest/So fuck the other side because everybody feel this/So say ya grace whoa-dee...,/This shit ain't safe whoa-dee...

We got the game on lock, whoa-dee...,/We got the game on lock, whoa-dee!

[Fade to End]

Ominous Atmosphere and Heavy Slow-Rolling Percussion, Key: D, BPM: 79, 2005 Atlanta Trap Sound, 2005 Rap Vocals, male