WAR Lyrics

Y'all niggas wanted War

Shit

Well y'all got it now nigga!!

It's War

Now we makin dat call

Clock tickin up in the fourth

We outside from the summer to fall

Seen this lil baddie walk to the store

Got her math before she walk through the door

My lil bro said he gettin on court

Wanna eat anyway he just wanted to ball

So he tellin me pass him the rock

Son a bucket I know it's gon drop

Shot

Niggas just started to flock

Cops

12 started flooding the block

Lock

In my duffle ain't never gon stop

But I'm simple need pussy and guap

Nah I lied I can't front need the top

Broke and dumb if he think he my opp

But it's a problem you come for the bros

No talking on go

Up from the gutter we came off the roads

Told niggas that this is the life that we chose

Outside ain't feelin the same

When there ain't no wave

I make sure I'm paid

I gotta get money least three different ways

My hustlers know when you get in that lane

Don't know what you get when I walk on a beat

All you know is that I'm really goin insane

Kill for the night, and then act like we strangers, no emotion involved I ain't feelin a thang

Heart cold I ain't feelin a thing

Gettin colder I'm gettin numb

I need funds and pass me the rum

They think I need (shh) but that shit just a dub

Either it's brunch or we up in the club

Bitch it's Summertime get me litt I'm having fun

Out in Phoenix we hot like the Suns

Bring a sword to the fight and im bringing my gun

But we kno our shits work so we knuckle up

You talk tuff betta back it or shut it up

Real talk if you don't then it's shot…shot

Switch on the roads when we cuttin up

Fuck hedgin my bets rather double up

In that mode

Each time Dolo

Still move the same but I'm feeling so cutthroat

"Get high" that's what my blunt wrote

On a mission I feel like I'm Mario

Oh wait

Where is Luigi?

Hop in the..

Take a trip out to Figi

I'm in my…

Make this shit look so easy

I gotta

Put bro on when he see me

Luh Tyler

But bro is not 16

Inna yoffs every year need a 3peat

Yea know my track bump it's on repeat

No remorse for nobody you can't take it back hope you ready you go for the killing

In they story I know I'm the villain

Point of view cuz in mine I be chillin

No disrespect but i need you to dip

grip tight , Way that I can't let it slip

Game time I'm on the hunt for that chip

Opp thot, she on the hunt for some d***

Shoutout Chris bro just kicked me the six

Eight to four… off the clock

Hennessy…need a shot

Damn now we going shot after shot

It's War

Now we makin dat call

Clock tickin up in the fourth

We outside from the summer to fall

Seen this lil baddie walk to the store

Got her math before she walk through the door

My lil bro said he gettin on court

Wanna eat anyway he just wanted to ball