text: Pull up on the scene five bitches in the Rover
  All my brother shooters all my niggas they my soldiers
  Diamonds yellow looking like a motherfuckin cobra
  Run up on me wrong, boom boom
  Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over
  In the beemer doing tricks
  Game Over, Game Over
  Got your bitch all on my dick
  Game Over, Game Over
  Copped a couple packs and I made a field
  Game Over
  You cuffin that bitch, that just aint my hoe
  Look at my chain on that bitch I swear that is so froze
  Look at my mouth in that snow
  All of my paper is hunnits, I count my money um with my eyes closed
  Damn, damn, damn, damn
  Swervin in a Range Rover
  Switchin lanes in a Range Rover
  My IT is hot, chain smoker
  Ten thousand for my chain choker
  Cant remember last time I had plain soda
  I dont sniff no blue, but you know Im a cocaine hoe
  Desert Eagle Blue, show
  Turn up with my wodies
  We fuck all your hoes
  Pull up on the scene five bitches in the Rover
  All my brother shooters all my niggas they my soldiers
  Diamonds yellow looking like a motherfuckin cobra
  Run up on me wrong, boom boom
  Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over
  In the beemer doing tricks
  Game Over, Game Over
  Got your bitch all on my dick
  Game Over, Game Over
  Copped a couple packs and I made a field
  Game Over, Game Over
  You fuck with me then its over
  Tony Montana we global
  I cannot fuck with no local
  My name is all on the poster
  My bitch keep a gun in her coat
  I cannot go back to broke
  I be like 2k a show
  Or fifteen for the snow
  Drippin in sauce, overflows
  I got the game in the cold
  I just be fuckin these hoes yellow brick road
  Spillin Lean on my clothes
  Its hot like Im over the stove
  I like 
  Spanish bitch she dont speak no inglo
  Stacking Pesos like the 
  Got a Puerto Rican bilingual
  She need a green pass to be legal
  I do a drive by in the Regal
  Game over when I see you
  Know some real niggas that claim blue
  But most my niggas dont be fool
  Game Over
  Pull up on the scene five bitches in the Rover
  All my brother shooters all my niggas they my soldiers
  Diamonds yellow looking like a motherfuckin cobra
  Run up on me wrong, boom boom
  Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over, Game Over
  In the beemer doing tricks
  Game Over, Game Over
  Got your bitch all on my dick
  Game Over, Game Over
  Copped a couple packs and I made a field
  Game Over, Game Over
  Im the best whether you like it or not
  Youre looking at the best looking man,the best dressed man
  Long limousines
  Jet air planes
  Custom made clothes
  And any woman in the world I want, just like that
  Youre nothing but the son of a plumber
  You cant stand the fact that I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth can ya? Huh?
  Riding around in that funky motorcycle
  Why dont you get a Mercedes-Benz and be a real man? Huh?
  Youre all playing catch up ball to the natured boy
  I dont care where you are in life, lets face it
  If youre not carrying the big gold, youre second best no matter what you tell yourself. So gear up ladies and gentleman. Get used to it in Drip Flare