Game Over
Flip Lyrics


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Game over
Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip
Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (game over)

Ah shit, y'all done fucked up
And let me in this bitch
I'm just your average hood nigga
With dreams of gettin' rich (but you don't hear me)
My crib big like a football field
You might fuck around and think
I signed a football deal (but you don't hear me)
I take 15 minutes to drop a track (yeah)
I take half a minute to load my gats (but you don't hear me)
I make em bounce all across the globe
I'm a pimp, I got your ho
Takin' off her clothes (but you don't hear me)
A franchise like a Houston Rocket (Houston Rocket)
Every eight months is
When I usually drop it (but you don't hear me)
I got the streets on lock, I like my beats with knock
You know my heat stay cocked, nigga

(Now who they want?)
Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip
(Game over) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (now who they want?)

Look, I'm a Cristal nigga and you a red-winer
You just an opening act
But I'm the headliner (But you don't hear me)
I'm about to ship 3 mil off top
You got your deal off your man
I got my deal off props (But you don't hear me)
I'm "Connected" like Dub and Mack 10
With Ice Cubes in my watch
And Dubs on the black Benz (But you don't hear me)
I'm getting paid 'cause I do all the work
It's rainy days if we don't move
All our work, we go berzerk (But you don't hear me)
I'm on the block fam, in the cream drop Lam
Most of y'all cats with deals, y'all ain't hot man (But you don't hear me)
I'm 'bout to do it again, you 'bout to lose it again
It's show and tell motherfucker, I'm a prove it again

(Now who they want?)
Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip
(Game over) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (now who they want?)

The game over, cause shit about to change over
It's 'bout time cause hip-hop
Need a make over (But you don't hear me)
If most producers want to charge too much
But around my way that's how
You get fucked up (But you don't hear me)
You might think we all beats and rhymes
But way before this rap shit, nigga
The streets was mine (But you don't hear me)
I got that hot shit, that "Thug Life" 'Pac shit
That get hot shit, that B.I.G. "Ready to Die" shit

(Now who they want?)




Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip
(Game over) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (now who they want?)

Overall Meaning

In the song "Game Over" by Flip, the artist portrays himself as an average hood guy, who has big dreams of getting rich. He talks about his success in the rap game, outlining his massive mansion that is so big it could be confused with a football field. He brags about dropping a track in 15 minutes and half a minute to load his gats, and how he has the ability to make his audience bounce all over the world. Flip also compares his rap career to a franchise like the Houston Rockets, stating he drops music every eight months.


He continues to boast about his success and lifestyle, comparing himself to a Cristal drinker while his opponents are red wine drinkers. Flip believes he is the headliner in the rap game, and everyone else is just an opening act. He confidently talks about selling three million records and making money off his hard work. As he races in his cream-colored Lamborghini, he mocks other rappers whom he believes are not as hot as he is.


Overall, "Game Over" is about Flip's confidence in the rap industry. Through his lyrics, he aims to prove that he has made it to the top, and he is not afraid to show it.


Line by Line Meaning

Game over
The end is near for those who dared to challenge Flip


Ah shit, y'all done fucked up And let me in this bitch I'm just your average hood nigga With dreams of gettin' rich (but you don't hear me)
With nothing but his skills and street smarts, Flip has broken into the game and is here to stay


My crib big like a football field You might fuck around and think I signed a football deal (but you don't hear me)
Flip's success is evident in the enormous size of his home, which rivals that of a football player's


I take 15 minutes to drop a track (yeah) I take half a minute to load my gats (but you don't hear me)
Flip's talent as a rapper comes naturally and almost effortlessly, while his skills as a hustler are sharp and swift


I make em bounce all across the globe I'm a pimp, I got your ho Takin' off her clothes (but you don't hear me)
With his international fan base and success as a pimp, Flip has women falling at his feet


A franchise like a Houston Rocket (Houston Rocket) Every eight months is When I usually drop it (but you don't hear me)
Flip's consistency is almost as impressive as his success, with a new album dropping like clockwork every eight months


I got the streets on lock, I like my beats with knock You know my heat stay cocked, nigga
As king of the streets, Flip knows what people want to hear and delivers it with confidence and a loaded gun


Look, I'm a Cristal nigga and you a red-winer You just an opening act But I'm the headliner (But you don't hear me)
In terms of success and lifestyle, there's no comparison between Flip and his competition


I'm about to ship 3 mil off top You got your deal off your man I got my deal off props (But you don't hear me)
While others may rely on connections to get ahead, Flip is self-made and earned his success through his own skills and hard work


I'm 'bout to do it again, you 'bout to lose it again It's show and tell motherfucker, I'm a prove it again
Even after achieving so much, Flip is eager to prove himself once more and take his success to the next level


The game over, cause shit about to change over It's 'bout time cause hip-hop Need a make over (But you don't hear me)
Flip recognizes that the game is shifting and it's time for a new wave of hip-hop to take over


If most producers want to charge too much But around my way that's how You get fucked up (But you don't hear me)
By controlling costs and keeping things local, Flip has found a way to stay ahead of his competition


That get hot shit, that B.I.G. "Ready to Die" shit
Flip's music is filled with the raw energy and intensity that characterized the golden age of hip-hop




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Nicholaus Gerard Loftin, Wesle Weston

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