War Time ft. Foolio Lyrics

Fuck what you heard about me

Surf a rapper don't be stupid

He neva caught a body

His diamonds fake

Them foreigns rented

Getting fronted prolly

He hang with lames

Man he a stain

Let's put that play down on em

That shit look easy what's the plan

Smacked em in his mouth

Now pussy what you saying

(Bitch)

Run up in yo house for playing Where he laying

(Get down)

An my young dawg keep them cuttas

He trynna shave sum dreads

(Yea)

Talking rec

What his ass expect

Gone die bout what he said

(Gone)

War time in my city

I'm on game

Keep my blicky wit me

(Boom boom boom)

All the opps is broke

Cant make shit

We got they packets empty

(Hahah)

Chicken I get plenty

If I fall

Just know I cleared the semi

(Damn)

Niggas mad we winning

Check the score

An tell em get up wit me

(Goneee)

Diamonds

Round my baby

Everyday she shining

What's the climate

Fly to cali

Just to go buy more attire

Streets on fire

Know I got em lit

Know we down to spin

What's the tip

Brodie got a lick

It hit we gone be rich

(Rich as shit)

Spend that dirty money

On designer clothes

(Yea yea)

Unc said save that bread up

For the finer hoes

(Yea yea)

Can't give that bitch a dime

Wouldn't waste ya

Time if I was broke

(Nah)

Still break ha spine

Then kick her out like adios

You never popped a nigga

Rappers steady cappin in they songs

Back home they not official

(No cap)

Put thirty in this Canik

No nick cannon

I'll get to drumming with you

(Fa fa fa)

Just waiting on the net

To get em stretched

Wont even press the issue

It be the ones who ran

That's out here screaming

How I let Em get you

You ain't a shooter

Boy quit purping

Ain't bout birds

Then why you chirping

Get out the trap if you ain't working

Nigga yea

Still got guys that we gone hurt

Brodie sent one off the earth

So Ima match em after the service nigga yea

War time in my city

I'm on game

Keep my blicky wit me

(Boom boom boom)

All the opps is broke

Cant make shit

We got they packets empty

(Hahah)

Chicken I get plenty

If I fall

Just know I cleared the semi

(Damn)

Niggas mad we winning

Check the score

An tell em get up wit me

(Goneee)

Get up with me (Aye)

Pop out on em

Get it litty

(Glaa Glaa)

Got a glock (Glock)

An my shit

Got a switchy (Switch)

Yea it's that (That)

Boy you broke go rack for rack (Rack)

I will not lack (I won't)

Finesse an jugg serving crack

(Got crack)

We in Atlanta (Atlanta)

Going ghost

Danny phantom (Danny phantom)

I fucked yo bitch

I'm with the shit like a pamper

(Like a pamper)

A stolen choppa (Aye)

I got that bitch way from Tampa

(Tampa)

We hit yo block

We got it like just like some candles

(Glaa Glaa)

Two Rollies on (On)

I'm riding round with my chrome

(With my chrome)

I drop that bag

They on yo ass

Now you gone

(Now you gone)

Confidential

Nah we don't talk on telephones

Like face time

A face shot straight to the dome

(Glaa)

War time in my city

I'm on game

keep my blicky wit me

(Boom boom boom)

All the opps is broke

Cant make shit

We got they packets empty

(Hahah)

Chicken I get plenty

If I fall

Just know I cleared the semi

(Damn)

Niggas mad we winning

Check the score

An tell em get up wit me

(Goneee)