WAR - REMIX
Traumagang
Bust in the door, bitch you know how we coming
Bad bitches naked in the crib, that's sum'n
Fucked up young'n, told them I'd be nothing
Come get your bitch, I got her in the stu cummin'
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fucked up in the head from all the drugs up in my brain
I'ma throw one back and I'ma live my life insane
Seen my homie dead and I ain't ever been the same
I don't wanna talk, I really wanna let it bang
You wanna go to war, let's set it off
Took your bitch and hit her raw, 'cause I'm a dawg
And fuck that boy, yeah, he a bitch, he ain't on shit
Aggressive when I'm off them shits, I'm bout to flip
Ahh fuck
Bust in the door, bitch you know how we coming
Bad bitches naked in the crib, that's something
Fucked up young'n, told them I'd be nothing
Come get your bitch, I got her in the stu cummin'
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Now tell me, what you have got to say
Talk crazy, we'll put you in the grave
I swear to God
Walking definition of a bitch who try'na start a war
Coming for your neck, the disrespect, gon' check it at the door
I love to talk that ruckus, chuck a fuck, that bitch is flying away
TMG baby, add fuel the flame, TMG baby add food to the game
Fish tank, big risk game good, Glitch Gang, didn't finish dang school
Big bank, nah, lil bank soon, big brain, gotta big thang boo
Cig taste like bitch ate poop, wish things was a bit brand new
Stick game, I'm a big gay dude
Bitches pray for the gay dick too
Bitch, I been the king of this bummy shit, my tummy sick
From the smell of all these ratchet, faggot bitches talkin' shit
I'd rather stack a bag, you know the bag would go and trap and flip
Put Asheville on the map, these other cats, they cap, in fact, they blips
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
Pick apart the parking lot, making wounds, slanging salt
Bust in the door, bitch you know how we coming
Bad bitches naked in the crib, that's sum'n
Fucked up young'n, told them I'd be nothing
Come get your bitch, I got her in the stu cummin'
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
Pick apart the parking lot, making wounds, slanging salt
Fuck
Bust in the door, bitch you know how we coming
Bad bitches naked in the crib, that's sum'n
Fucked up young'n, told them I'd be nothing
Come get your bitch, I got her in the stu cummin'
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fucked up in the head from all the drugs up in my brain
I'ma throw one back and I'ma live my life insane
Seen my homie dead and I ain't ever been the same
I don't wanna talk, I really wanna let it bang
You wanna go to war, let's set it off
Took your bitch and hit her raw, 'cause I'm a dawg
And fuck that boy, yeah, he a bitch, he ain't on shit
Aggressive when I'm off them shits, I'm bout to flip
Ahh fuck
Bust in the door, bitch you know how we coming
Bad bitches naked in the crib, that's something
Fucked up young'n, told them I'd be nothing
Come get your bitch, I got her in the stu cummin'
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Fuck that shit
We can go to war bitch
Now tell me, what you have got to say
Talk crazy, we'll put you in the grave
I swear to God
Walking definition of a bitch who try'na start a war
Coming for your neck, the disrespect, gon' check it at the door
I love to talk that ruckus, chuck a fuck, that bitch is flying away
TMG baby, add fuel the flame, TMG baby add food to the game
Fish tank, big risk game good, Glitch Gang, didn't finish dang school
Big bank, nah, lil bank soon, big brain, gotta big thang boo
Cig taste like bitch ate poop, wish things was a bit brand new
Stick game, I'm a big gay dude
Bitches pray for the gay dick too
Bitch, I been the king of this bummy shit, my tummy sick
From the smell of all these ratchet, faggot bitches talkin' shit
I'd rather stack a bag, you know the bag would go and trap and flip
Put Asheville on the map, these other cats, they cap, in fact, they blips
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
Pick apart the parking lot, making wounds, slanging salt
Bust in the door, bitch you know how we coming
Bad bitches naked in the crib, that's sum'n
Fucked up young'n, told them I'd be nothing
Come get your bitch, I got her in the stu cummin'
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
I wanna start a war, I'm gon' set it off
Pick apart the parking lot, making wounds, slanging salt
Fuck
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Writer(s): Jason Burgan
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