War in the East
Anon mother fucking Targaryen nigga, what the fuck cuz, what the fuck is up?
You already know what the fuck going on
You know what the fuck going on
Living like I'm never finna die (hold up)
Dying like I'm never finna live
Money, love, flows, goals and my soul to the devil what I'm never finna give I'm Geppetto with a stick
On the pedal of a whip
You could never get so why'd I'd ever settle for a bitch boy you got me fucked up
Cross me cuz and get your body crushed up
Stop me cuz or you should probably shut up (Yo shut the fuck up my nigga)
Sword of the morning I'm warning you step
War in the east and I tour in the west and I'm roaring and reaving performin' the set
Nigga want smoke cuz he seen I'm dope
But them nigga's lost hope and they peep my scope, man down
Least I know we from that don't play nigga obey
I been running through your whole state like it's home base
You don't want it with that boy A-nigga-okay
It's a reason issa A-bomb finna take off drop fire like it's napalm till the bass gone and they call this shit a closed case killa
Your hoe talk too much, I just wanna bust
Come over to fuck, hoe I'm like what's up
Money counting up, hoe can't count it up
I'm gonna spent these bucks, you gon' come to fuck
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
You already know what the fuck going on
You know what the fuck going on
Living like I'm never finna die (hold up)
Dying like I'm never finna live
Money, love, flows, goals and my soul to the devil what I'm never finna give I'm Geppetto with a stick
On the pedal of a whip
You could never get so why'd I'd ever settle for a bitch boy you got me fucked up
Cross me cuz and get your body crushed up
Stop me cuz or you should probably shut up (Yo shut the fuck up my nigga)
Sword of the morning I'm warning you step
War in the east and I tour in the west and I'm roaring and reaving performin' the set
Nigga want smoke cuz he seen I'm dope
But them nigga's lost hope and they peep my scope, man down
Least I know we from that don't play nigga obey
I been running through your whole state like it's home base
You don't want it with that boy A-nigga-okay
It's a reason issa A-bomb finna take off drop fire like it's napalm till the bass gone and they call this shit a closed case killa
Your hoe talk too much, I just wanna bust
Come over to fuck, hoe I'm like what's up
Money counting up, hoe can't count it up
I'm gonna spent these bucks, you gon' come to fuck
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
What, what
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Writer(s): Isaiah Joseph
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