Little Simz — Game On

Oh, let me apply the pressure, ayy
Start off 'fore we end up gettin' march on
On your marks, get set, ready, gunshot
I put my hands in the air so you don't shoot
How in the world could you dare let a boss ruin?
Now do you care about all the eyes on you?
Now you wanna say we're tellin' lies on you
Same motherfuckers that be killin' off the planet
Are the same fuckers advising you
But true, this stuff is surprising to