WAR HEART PACK
Stop I be fuckin wit ma thoughts
In the stu wet up wit ma jays
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Warlock he met a witch
Now he cold ice upon his chest
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Wanted never needed but I get that
Vaultin to the fent in my dead pack
Know my methods are insane but efficient
But I'm fishin n the bitch ain't true
For me I stay on ten cuz a nigga never lose
And I'm staying baked cuz if I don't a nigga shoot
When I'm wide awake
I hear the voices n it's true it's true it's true
Stop much like gucci ice
She come plenty packed up with them racks
That bitch don't never lack
That shit instrumental
B lock keep me sane I feel that change
What chu comin into
B I go insane issa lit fried up in the central aye aye
War pack hella lethal
Move though life like no pat
Sigma heavy much like Gucci ice
She leave plenty packed up with the sack
And ain't no money bag
She be cure all
Runnin thru ma mind like a green dish
Runnin thru ma heart like a pace mate
Spark bih runnin through ma heart like a hired gun
I be fuckin wit ma thoughts
In the stu wet up wit ma jays
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Warlock he met a witch
Now he cold ice upon his chest
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Wanted never needed but I get that
Vaultin to the fent in my dead pack
Know my methods are insane but efficient
But I'm fishin n the bitch ain't true
In the stu wet up wit ma jays
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Warlock he met a witch
Now he cold ice upon his chest
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Wanted never needed but I get that
Vaultin to the fent in my dead pack
Know my methods are insane but efficient
But I'm fishin n the bitch ain't true
For me I stay on ten cuz a nigga never lose
And I'm staying baked cuz if I don't a nigga shoot
When I'm wide awake
I hear the voices n it's true it's true it's true
Stop much like gucci ice
She come plenty packed up with them racks
That bitch don't never lack
That shit instrumental
B lock keep me sane I feel that change
What chu comin into
B I go insane issa lit fried up in the central aye aye
War pack hella lethal
Move though life like no pat
Sigma heavy much like Gucci ice
She leave plenty packed up with the sack
And ain't no money bag
She be cure all
Runnin thru ma mind like a green dish
Runnin thru ma heart like a pace mate
Spark bih runnin through ma heart like a hired gun
I be fuckin wit ma thoughts
In the stu wet up wit ma jays
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Warlock he met a witch
Now he cold ice upon his chest
I want it all when you depart
You put a glock to ma heart
Wanted never needed but I get that
Vaultin to the fent in my dead pack
Know my methods are insane but efficient
But I'm fishin n the bitch ain't true
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Writer(s): Jonias Destine
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