Change the Game feat. Ty Dolla $ign

歌詞

Relax your mind, let your conscience feel free You're now fuckin' with Hit-Boy and G.A.M.E It's Dolla $ign in this motherfucker (Dolla $ign) Wrist nigga, big tipper, quarter mil', my wrist, nigga It's the Numinati (Bitches) move your body (This is) The newest Audi, gassin' on the 'Shaw next to Snoop and Rowdy (Niggas) Movin' oppy, so we in the coupe with shottys And my nigga Ye just pulled up in two Bugattis Don't ask me how, these Hit-Boy classic sounds Put the Draco on my face, you can't back me down Soon as the bass drop, asses bounce And bitches just like the blunts, they get passed around Give me the chronic or the cookies, the woods gon' spark to it Niggas tryna ride our wave, we bringin' the sharks to it Where my dawgs at? Glocks gon' bang in the dark to it Brought the Westside back, C-Walk in the park to it Game mode, 'bout to change my name to 3Pacs, nigga I'm like three Pacs steppin' in classic Reeboks, nigga We shoot 'til it's empty, then we box niggas It's like an R hangin' from your neck when we Roc niggas Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we supposed Ty Dolla in this bitch And we high, we ride in that Impala with the clips Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we supposed Hurricane in the house, nigga Switch hitter, brick flipper, bitch getter, nigga Still here, never left Bandana on my right, Nip tatted on my chest Feel the Hit-Boy drums when they drummin' on the West Chronic smoke in her lungs got her rubbin' on her breasts What's next? Pourin' champagne on the rose 'Bout to fuck her in the rain 'til her nipples get cold, uh-huh Numinati, put the ice on the gold Got her livin' out the Birkin 'cause my life on the road Whether in or out of town, I gotta floss the Dezzi Get shot, I tell the block, "All dogs go to Heaven" I'm not gon' stop, them tops is gon' drop The opps is gon' rot, them guns is gon' pop Been rich for twenty years, this is not your level On a show in a Hellcat, I just shot the devil Uh, Drillmatic up and the bars comin' from Attica I stopped smoking weed and I'm goin' back to Africa Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we supposed Ty Dolla in this bitch And we high, we ride in that Impala with the clips Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we supposed Hurricane in the house, nigga Switch hitter, brick flipper, bitch getter, nigga