Open, hello, let the games begin, hello
You're white around the mouth,
Can't read it, not conceited,
give a groupie a callback
I'm all that, and a bag of chips, dude
Got this, dude, beatdowns get issued
dang along for my heavy chain
Hand it off, let a real nigga run with it,
Your chick's a flirt, she always tell me hello,
I'ma look, she off the hook, in
I take your bitch if I want her,
cuts up on her, but snuts on her
Shackles on the ankle of a fast hoe,
Chassis wounded, autograph,
I gave a dick to the throat
Let the games begin, let the
Fizz is in the tilt, and we aren't ignorant
But later for you, hater,
I hit it back when I had the gator
Magacy, serving it up savagely