Gametime Lyrics – Lil Tecca & Aminé
Singer: Lil Tecca & Aminé
Title: Gametime
Yeah, yeah
You know I won’t miss
Let’s go, it’s game time
So official, they blowin’ the whistle
I handle the rock and I’m dishin’ it off, I feel like I’m P with the pistol
I know when you lookin’ at me and the squad, you don’t be wantin’ no issues
I’m hittin’ the shot, three, two, one, so here, go, a box full of tissues
(Let’s go, it’s game time)
You know I don’t play ’bout money
They throw up the rock, I’m comin’ for rings, I know you know how I’m comin’
I’m out in L.A. like King 23, throwin’ up oops, it’s nothin’
You need to let boys be boys before they put one your head when they dunkin’
cock it then I shoot it through the net, swish
I-I’m so hot, I can’t be stopped, you know I’m restless
Puttin’ up them numbers, scorin’ like my name was Michael Jordan
I could probably do it with my right and with my left wrist (Sheesh)
That’s the combo
When it comes to my respect, I need it pronto
I treat my Tuesdays with a taco, that’s the motto
I could ball out on whoever, I’m the Huncho
So official, they blowin’ the whistle
I handle the rock and I’m dishin’ it off, I feel like I’m P with the pistol
I know when you lookin’ at me and the squad, you don’t be wantin’ no issues
I’m hittin’ the shot, three, two, one, so here, go, a box full of tissues
(Let’s go, it’s game time)
You know I don’t play ’bout money
They throw up the rock, I’m comin’ for rings, I know you know how I’m comin’
I’m out in L.A. like King 23, throwin’ up oops, it’s nothin’
You need to let boys be boys before they put one your head when they dunkin’
Slam, dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Let the boys be boys
Slam, dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Slam, dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Let the boys be boys
Green light so you know I won’t miss (Know I won’t miss)
Ran up the score, I could tell they jealous (Tell they jealous)
You don’t want no problems with my team, we all lit (Team, we all lit)
Better chill out ’cause we really ballin’ (Really ballin’)
Ayy, swish, I’m ballin’ (Ball, swish)
Ayy, rented called in (Ball, swish)
Made a buzzer beater, now I’m on Good Morning (Yeah)
America, at eight-o’clock in the mornin’
We cannot relate ’cause your life is so boring (Woo)
Still bustin’, straight bustin’
They told me I couldn’t do it from beginning (Woo)
Still bustin’ (Yeah), straight bustin’
Euro-stepped into my bag now I’m ballin’
Still bustin’, straight bustin’
They told me I couldn’t do it from beginning (Woo)
Still bustin’ (Yeah), straight bustin’
Euro-stepped into my bag now I’m ballin’
Slam, dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Let the boys be boys
Slam, dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Slam
Let the boys be boys
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