War Paint

I know Tia (I know Tia), you gon' T up (you know Keisha)
I didn't body down, listen on the real (real)
'Cause I know Nina (I know Nina)
And she know Keisha (she know Keisha)

I fuck on Tina (wait), she hold all my re-up (re-up)
Smoke my dope, ayy (smoke my dope)
I bought her a visa (bought her visa)
She smoke my dope, yeah (smoke my dope)
I bought her a visa (visa)

Smoke my dope (smoke my dope), call your ho (call your ho)
She put that ass on me, then I gotta go (I gotta go)
She a wild lil' bitch, she love the snow (she love the coke)
Screamin' out, "Fuck 12", I stick to the code (fuck 12)

I been gettin' money e'ry minute, had to put some diamonds in my dentures
Went to see the lil' dentist (oh), you stick to Xans like a menace (oh)
Fuckin' every bitch, you want distance, shoot you in the brain, fuck a witness
War-war, my nigga, I want war (oh), war-war, my nigga, I want war (oh)

I got bands, my nigga, I need more (oh), got bands, my nigga, I need more (oh)
Uh, niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit (oh)
Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit, ain't talkin' 'bout shit (oh)
Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit (oh)
Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout, niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit

Big .45 got kickback, shoot you in your crib, where you sleep at, oh
Say you gettin' money, where your whip at?
Bit' eat a Xan' like a Tic-Tac, sit on that dick, bitch, get back
Uh, uh, uh, but I gotta go, I gotta go
I got some money to get, bags to get on the road, out on the road

Smoke my dope (smoke my dope), call your ho (call your ho)
She put that ass on me, then I gotta go (I gotta go)
She a wild lil' bitch, she love the snow (she love the coke)
Screamin' out, "Fuck 12", I stick to the code (fuck 12)

Smoke my dope (smoke my dope), call your ho (call your ho)
She put that ass on me, then I gotta go (I gotta go)
She a wild lil' bitch, she love the snow (she love the coke, yeah)
Screamin' out, "Fuck 12", I stick to the code (fuck 12, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Wha'?) mhm (wha', wha', wha', wha'?)
Mhm, okay, let's get it (let's get it)

All I really need is one minute, facts (yeah), Gnar said, "Do it", so it's finished (yeah)
Rest in peace MBM, I don't do scrimmage, I might have to name up my effort for bitches (yeah)
I just called Alyssa to bring me the biscuit, I like to catch snitches, like I'm playin' Quidditch
Y'all speak on that dick, so they call it Tom Riddle, and I like to talk to my tool, Bob the Builder

I'm in Argentina with a ho, I like to sit back and watch her eat another ho (I did)
Snort, move, top her, I had to let a bitch go (gone)
Days of Future Past, say your ex-man broke
Mama sticks to her last, even when her nigga gone
When I hit in the bed, I'ma let that bitch go (bruh)
Beat the shit out your man, put this dick down her throat (yeah)
I run up with your pack, I'm Houdini, phantom (yeah), you dig

Smoke my dope, call your ho (call your ho)
She put that ass on me, then I gotta go (I gotta go)
She a wild lil' bitch, she love the snow (she love the coke)
Screamin' out, "Fuck 12", I stick to the code (fuck 12)

I know Tia (I know Tia), you gon' T up (you know Keisha)
I didn't body down, listen on the real (real)
'Cause I know Nina (I know Nina), and she know Keisha (she know Keisha)
I fuck on Tina (wait), she hold all my re-up (all my re-up, all my re-up)

(Oh) bands, my nigga, I need more
Bands, my nigga, I need more



Credits
Writer(s): Jeryn Peters, Tyler Brown, Caleb Sheppard, Richard Burrell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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