[Verse 1]
End game Ban3
Uh
k**ing this track like I hated this sh**
You getting mad tight cause I baited yo b**h
Catch me with my twins my Mac and my 10
Your luck boutta end like you Jeremy Lin
Look at me want me to ask you again?
Bounce out my face acting like you my friend
I ain't with the bull so let's not pretend
Grinding mad hard so I could push in a Benz
f**ing with mine then your time bout to end
Climbing the ladder cause I'm the new trend
Burning my lip from the heat that I spit
Talkin backwards off the tongue my of tip
Her panties in darkness but my sun boutta rip
Running like I'm being chased but I ain't gon trip
n***as stay being on me so they blowin the grip
Just like they girl they blowing my grip
Hit em with the weave and Im shifting they hips
Wavy n***a but I'm still with the sh**s
Acting fake till you get hit with the fist
Crack ya teeth so now you talk with a lisp
Acting big but you always in the back of the whip
Ya boys don't want the static cause they all hit the dip
My squad run 20 deep like we the new Knicks
Puffing out toxic like I'm not hitting a cigg
Starting out fresh so I'm not working a gig
200 and up those are my kicks
60 a bottle those are my liqs
Dominican Mamis those are my chicks
Fly a** n***a in all of my pics
Bad b**h all in my whip
My phone filled with all of her flicks
Camera roll filled up with 3 minute clips
My brain smoked out so my head in the mist
Im out here working while you makin a wish
Choppa with the scope so watch me just hit
Take half a clip to watch you just flip
Bet when this blows up they gonna be on my dick
Huh all on my dick
Alright hold up I'm not done
This the end game
My words go deep until they pierce your membrane
Perfect accuracy like I got the green release
Fire jays always burning my feet
The glo up is real but not complete
f** with me cause I got the heat
Ban3 gon run the streets
I'm looking dirty but my pockets clean
I'm in the dark so I don't see the beam
I'm throwing up hooks like Hakeem the dream
My boys be gooned up cause we the team
Uh Ban3