War
Say he want war, alright
ARPs, Glock 19s, it ain't shit to fight
He don't want no smoke with me, put em in a pipe
Put him in the sky
Jacksons on me, Skai
Amiri jeans on my body, its nothing
She feeling me and she really wanna fuck
I just dropped deuce I'm leaning lil bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I got that ice on me, like a hockey puck
She whispered she horny I'm on the same time
I just walked up in the party and she ain't waste time
She just wanna lick up on me she got a great mind
Say she want my dick, she on it, she wanna taste mine
Peeped a nigga from across the room
What you tryna do?
He can get sweeped up just like a broom
Put him in a tomb
Have him eating hollows like it's food
Put him on the news
Losing too much blood he turning blue
Like a swimming pool
Say he want war, alright
ARPs, Glock 19s, it ain't shit to fight
He don't want no smoke with me, put em in a pipe
Put him in the sky
Jacksons on me, Skai
You fucked that nigga, save it
Got excuses, save it
You could worship Satan
I still need my payments
I was gonna fuck that bitch but she not my type
These niggas obsessed with me that's why they bite
Say he want war, alright
ARPs, Glock 19s, it ain't shit to fight
He don't want no smoke with me, put em in a pipe
Put him in the sky
Jacksons on me, Skai
ARPs, Glock 19s, it ain't shit to fight
He don't want no smoke with me, put em in a pipe
Put him in the sky
Jacksons on me, Skai
Amiri jeans on my body, its nothing
She feeling me and she really wanna fuck
I just dropped deuce I'm leaning lil bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I got that ice on me, like a hockey puck
She whispered she horny I'm on the same time
I just walked up in the party and she ain't waste time
She just wanna lick up on me she got a great mind
Say she want my dick, she on it, she wanna taste mine
Peeped a nigga from across the room
What you tryna do?
He can get sweeped up just like a broom
Put him in a tomb
Have him eating hollows like it's food
Put him on the news
Losing too much blood he turning blue
Like a swimming pool
Say he want war, alright
ARPs, Glock 19s, it ain't shit to fight
He don't want no smoke with me, put em in a pipe
Put him in the sky
Jacksons on me, Skai
You fucked that nigga, save it
Got excuses, save it
You could worship Satan
I still need my payments
I was gonna fuck that bitch but she not my type
These niggas obsessed with me that's why they bite
Say he want war, alright
ARPs, Glock 19s, it ain't shit to fight
He don't want no smoke with me, put em in a pipe
Put him in the sky
Jacksons on me, Skai
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Writer(s): Tyler Brown
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