War Freestyle
Glah
Damn, damn, damn, glah-glah, boom, bitch
Everythin' dead nigga
(Chee on the beat)
Suck my dick
Glah
Oh he want war? Let's do it (Let's do it)
Man that nigga a bitch, I see through him (Glah, glah)
They know Mikey a demon, he ready
I pass him the knocker and brodie go stupid (Glah-glah, boom)
They know my body, the knock on my body
Shorty be feindin' to suck on my body
Nigga a dummy, can't go out like (Dotty)
Everything deady nigga, who gon' stop me?
Everything dead, put the dot on his chest
Only head shots, don't invest in a vest
Aim like a cop, goin' ku with the tech (Glah-glah, boom)
Catch him and cut him and pull out his chest
They know I'm a stepper, these niggas can't step with me
Big 41, no, I cannot be stopped (4-1, 4-1)
Jay, he my brother, he throw up the W
If I say, "Oot that nigga" He gon' flock (Glah-glah, boom, bitch)
Don't be a dummy and die wit ya' knocks
Niggas ain't tough, only tough with his knocks
Please don't run, two beams on the Glock
Bad lil' bitch, got aim like a cop
Walk in the party, they bitch on my body
That's probably why niggas don't like me
It get scary, I put on my Shiesty (On God)
I don't politic, please don't write me
Way too oppy, how can I lack?
Ball on the court, but these niggas is trash
It gon' get scary, I pass it Cash
Ain't no hesi', she 'oot it like Nash
They know I'ma bug out, I'ma spazz
When the opps playin' defence, they lack
She call me daddy, I am not her dad
.40 gon' hit him, make his momma sad, bitch
Bro tote on Katie, I'm totin' on Jackie
Big 41 gang, don't jack me
When I see the opps, I get happy
Lato got the 'lato, Jenny got the gatty
Shorty a demon, I pass her the Knocker
Keep my gun, I ain't goin' out badly
Don't know who did it, I don't know who shot him
He caught a head tap, I was happy
Told her "Be quiet", she like, "Make me"
Want my spot? Then they gon' have to take me
Slide through with the .30, I'm ready
If I say, "Action", we kill him in HD
She wanna fuck, she cannot be my lady
Pocket rocket, I dare you to chase me
Dummy got shot tryna chase me
Shots to his face, now his eye look lazy
Miah my heart, for her, I'll let it flock
Drop my 4 then I'm takin' your top
Yo Niyah, set that drop
Bet she gon' flock if I pass her the knocks
All the opps, suck my dick (Suck my dick)
Opp bitch, shoot that bitch
Glah, glah, like Dee said, "Beef ain't dead 'til you dead in a spliff"
Oh shit, beat's still goin'
I see the opps, I keep throwin' and throwin'
She on my dick and she goin' and goin'
Thot bitches keep comin' and goin' (Damn)
On the beat, I'm fuckin' it up, In the pussy, I'm fuckin' it up
Tell all of my niggas, "Stay dangerous"
Cops come through, put the knock at her butt (Glah-glah, boom)
No football, brodie gon' blitz 'em
He was in pictures with him, so we get 'em (Get that nigga)
Opp bitch, fuckin' her and her sister
Everything deady, everybody killer
No football, brodie gon' blitz 'em
He was in pictures with him, so we get 'em (Get that nigga)
Opp bitch, fuckin' her and her sister
Everything deady, everybody killer
Everyone shot nigga, everything dead, bitch, suck my dick, nigga
4-1 shots to the head, damn, It's 4-1 shots to the head, bye
Like, damn, like, what? 4-1 shots to the head, damn, damn
Damn, damn, damn, glah-glah, boom, bitch
Everythin' dead nigga
(Chee on the beat)
Suck my dick
Glah
Oh he want war? Let's do it (Let's do it)
Man that nigga a bitch, I see through him (Glah, glah)
They know Mikey a demon, he ready
I pass him the knocker and brodie go stupid (Glah-glah, boom)
They know my body, the knock on my body
Shorty be feindin' to suck on my body
Nigga a dummy, can't go out like (Dotty)
Everything deady nigga, who gon' stop me?
Everything dead, put the dot on his chest
Only head shots, don't invest in a vest
Aim like a cop, goin' ku with the tech (Glah-glah, boom)
Catch him and cut him and pull out his chest
They know I'm a stepper, these niggas can't step with me
Big 41, no, I cannot be stopped (4-1, 4-1)
Jay, he my brother, he throw up the W
If I say, "Oot that nigga" He gon' flock (Glah-glah, boom, bitch)
Don't be a dummy and die wit ya' knocks
Niggas ain't tough, only tough with his knocks
Please don't run, two beams on the Glock
Bad lil' bitch, got aim like a cop
Walk in the party, they bitch on my body
That's probably why niggas don't like me
It get scary, I put on my Shiesty (On God)
I don't politic, please don't write me
Way too oppy, how can I lack?
Ball on the court, but these niggas is trash
It gon' get scary, I pass it Cash
Ain't no hesi', she 'oot it like Nash
They know I'ma bug out, I'ma spazz
When the opps playin' defence, they lack
She call me daddy, I am not her dad
.40 gon' hit him, make his momma sad, bitch
Bro tote on Katie, I'm totin' on Jackie
Big 41 gang, don't jack me
When I see the opps, I get happy
Lato got the 'lato, Jenny got the gatty
Shorty a demon, I pass her the Knocker
Keep my gun, I ain't goin' out badly
Don't know who did it, I don't know who shot him
He caught a head tap, I was happy
Told her "Be quiet", she like, "Make me"
Want my spot? Then they gon' have to take me
Slide through with the .30, I'm ready
If I say, "Action", we kill him in HD
She wanna fuck, she cannot be my lady
Pocket rocket, I dare you to chase me
Dummy got shot tryna chase me
Shots to his face, now his eye look lazy
Miah my heart, for her, I'll let it flock
Drop my 4 then I'm takin' your top
Yo Niyah, set that drop
Bet she gon' flock if I pass her the knocks
All the opps, suck my dick (Suck my dick)
Opp bitch, shoot that bitch
Glah, glah, like Dee said, "Beef ain't dead 'til you dead in a spliff"
Oh shit, beat's still goin'
I see the opps, I keep throwin' and throwin'
She on my dick and she goin' and goin'
Thot bitches keep comin' and goin' (Damn)
On the beat, I'm fuckin' it up, In the pussy, I'm fuckin' it up
Tell all of my niggas, "Stay dangerous"
Cops come through, put the knock at her butt (Glah-glah, boom)
No football, brodie gon' blitz 'em
He was in pictures with him, so we get 'em (Get that nigga)
Opp bitch, fuckin' her and her sister
Everything deady, everybody killer
No football, brodie gon' blitz 'em
He was in pictures with him, so we get 'em (Get that nigga)
Opp bitch, fuckin' her and her sister
Everything deady, everybody killer
Everyone shot nigga, everything dead, bitch, suck my dick, nigga
4-1 shots to the head, damn, It's 4-1 shots to the head, bye
Like, damn, like, what? 4-1 shots to the head, damn, damn
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Writer(s): Zaire Rivera, Matthew Kelly
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