[Part I: War]
[Intro]
He said he want war?
Man you don't want no fuckin' war with us man
You hear this mother fucker?
Bang
[Chorus]
You don't want no war with me
Them choppa bullets flyin', they commit that first degree
Shoot with precision, them hoes rip through you like surgery
Go ask yo partner, he look pussy, bet he heard of me, damn
And I don't shake no hands bro
I count all that money, only thing I touch is bands hoe
I got that guala', guala', yo bitch want a sample
In Guatemala with them chicas off that Xan' bro
[Verse]
Bitch I sipped way too much drank, I think I'm noddin' off
Graduated 2020, boy, I need a twenty pint of Promethazine
My bitch said I'm gettin' fat, man I'm gainin' weight, off the fuckin' lean
My name got some weight to it, that's the reason they don't never fuck with me
But its just me, who the fuck is "we"
Y'all ain't fuck with me, but that's back then
Now he want a verse and I'ma tax him
She only want me 'cause I'm rappin'
She said "Baby turn that cam on, lets make a movie, I ain't talkin' 'bout no [?]"
[Chorus]
You don't want no war with me
Them choppa bullets flyin', they commit that first degree
Shoot with precision, them hoes rip through you like surgery
Go ask yo partner, he look pussy, bet he heard of me, damn
And I don't shake no hands bro
I count all that money, only thing I touch is bands hoe
I got that guala', guala', yo bitch want a sample
In Guatemala with them chicas off that Xan' bro
[Interlude]
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hold on
Turn the auto-tune on right quick
Aye that's shit on?
Hol' on let me test it
Beee-ee
Alright bet, turn the beat on
[Part II: Letter 2 my sons]
[Intro]
(Yo is Jashin in there?)
Bang, bang
[Verse]
I'm in a Mulsanne
Stacked up my racks, man I had to make a way
I went and bought a new chain
Ice on my neck, dolla' fuckin' bling bling
I just wanna get rich wit' the whole gang
I got two bitches givin' brain oh yeah they blowin' mines
Boy don't you try to play with me my shoota' blow the nine
Was in Dubai, so how the fuck I'm up in Florida now?
My bitch is so bad, fuck around and buy that bitch ass
They wanna be like me so bad
Don't forget to go, shout out yo' dad
I love fraud, bitch I get it how I came
I was up on Grailed so I pieced myself some Lang
I'm wit' yo' bitch she fucked me until I came
Got these diamonds in my earlobes shout out Johnny Dang
I met this bitch up on her spam page
Texted her over now she in my bed the next day
I don't even like her, I just want her for that [?]
She said she want that fame, fame
[Intro]
He said he want war?
Man you don't want no fuckin' war with us man
You hear this mother fucker?
Bang
[Chorus]
You don't want no war with me
Them choppa bullets flyin', they commit that first degree
Shoot with precision, them hoes rip through you like surgery
Go ask yo partner, he look pussy, bet he heard of me, damn
And I don't shake no hands bro
I count all that money, only thing I touch is bands hoe
I got that guala', guala', yo bitch want a sample
In Guatemala with them chicas off that Xan' bro
[Verse]
Bitch I sipped way too much drank, I think I'm noddin' off
Graduated 2020, boy, I need a twenty pint of Promethazine
My bitch said I'm gettin' fat, man I'm gainin' weight, off the fuckin' lean
My name got some weight to it, that's the reason they don't never fuck with me
But its just me, who the fuck is "we"
Y'all ain't fuck with me, but that's back then
Now he want a verse and I'ma tax him
She only want me 'cause I'm rappin'
She said "Baby turn that cam on, lets make a movie, I ain't talkin' 'bout no [?]"
[Chorus]
You don't want no war with me
Them choppa bullets flyin', they commit that first degree
Shoot with precision, them hoes rip through you like surgery
Go ask yo partner, he look pussy, bet he heard of me, damn
And I don't shake no hands bro
I count all that money, only thing I touch is bands hoe
I got that guala', guala', yo bitch want a sample
In Guatemala with them chicas off that Xan' bro
[Interlude]
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hold on
Turn the auto-tune on right quick
Aye that's shit on?
Hol' on let me test it
Beee-ee
Alright bet, turn the beat on
[Part II: Letter 2 my sons]
[Intro]
(Yo is Jashin in there?)
Bang, bang
[Verse]
I'm in a Mulsanne
Stacked up my racks, man I had to make a way
I went and bought a new chain
Ice on my neck, dolla' fuckin' bling bling
I just wanna get rich wit' the whole gang
I got two bitches givin' brain oh yeah they blowin' mines
Boy don't you try to play with me my shoota' blow the nine
Was in Dubai, so how the fuck I'm up in Florida now?
My bitch is so bad, fuck around and buy that bitch ass
They wanna be like me so bad
Don't forget to go, shout out yo' dad
I love fraud, bitch I get it how I came
I was up on Grailed so I pieced myself some Lang
I'm wit' yo' bitch she fucked me until I came
Got these diamonds in my earlobes shout out Johnny Dang
I met this bitch up on her spam page
Texted her over now she in my bed the next day
I don't even like her, I just want her for that [?]
She said she want that fame, fame
( Dom Corleo )
www.ChordsAZ.com