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War (feat. Lil Tjay)

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War (feat. Lil Tjay)

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If I want it, I'ma grab it (blow!)

If I want it, I'ma have it (woo! Woo!)

Christian Dior, Christian Dior

I'm up in all the stores

I make a call (woo! Woo!)

I make a call and it's war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (woo! Woo!)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I'ma have it

I make a call (woo! Woo!)

I make a call and it's war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (woo! Woo!)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I'ma have it

My niggas wit' it

Money floor, run up them digits

I know niggas mad that we did it

Say it, we live it

Morals, we'll never forget it

I ever get booked, I'ma cricket

Get it and flip it

Henny right here, I'ma sip it

You try me it's shots at your biscuit

24 hip it

I'ma just 24 hip it 'cause bro said: Don't ever forget it

Gang with me, anywhere I pop out, I know the thang with me

Every nigga here with me gon' bang with me

Try your luck and bro goin' insane with me

Bodies dropping, that shit ain't a thing to me

Smokin' deadies, I'm rollin' up lame niggas

Couple niggas here with me done changed niggas

Clean the mess and we leave the remains, nigga

Surely business ain't playin' no games

Fuck all this fame, nigga

You will get flamed, nigga

Don't you front, I got aim, nigga

I saw homicides that fuck with my brain, nigga

I be feelin' like goin' insane, nigga

I just got me a check, now my chain bigger

You gon' die for the stain, nigga

When you sent me the addy', I came, nigga

Only me and my main niggas

You ain't really for static, don't play, nigga

We could hit you today, nigga

If you makin' your bed, better lay, nigga

There ain't too much to say, nigga

I make a call (woo! Woo!)

I make a call and it's war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (woo! Woo!)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I'ma have it

I make a call (woo! Woo!)

I make a call and it's war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (woo! Woo!)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I'ma have it

Look, I got 30 shots for any nigga who want it (flex)

Me and tjay, we be huntin' (woo!)

I don't talk much 'cause niggas know how we comin' (bah)

Niggas know I be dumpin' (grra)

Glock 9, dumpin' (dumpin')

Run ricky, runnin' (runnin')

Blue face, hunnids (hunnids)

Know I'm the bill collector (woo!)

Pull up, what's crackin'? Gun get to blastin'

Talk on my name and we wildin' out

All the opps in the spliff, ashin' (ashin')

Puff, puff, ain't no passin' (passin')

You gon' end up in a casket (casket)

'Cause niggas know what we into

I get to drillin', I'm sittin', I'm killin'

I'm sittin' if I get the feelin' (you will be dead)

I call draft war, bet he clap twos (oh)

Sip remy like he papoose

Have him stay still like a statue (statue)

Have him inked in like a tattoo

If I run down, he a goner

Headshot, no warnin' (know we run down, little nigga)

It's a man down when it's pourin' (right now)

Gang spinnin', early mornin'

I don't get mad, I get money (flex)

What you lookin' at? Little dummy (what you lookin' at?)

I'll still buck your teeth like I'm bunny (blaow!)

And I backed the wraith off of nothin'

I make a call (woo! Woo!)

I make a call and it's war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (woo! Woo!)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I'ma have it

I make a call (woo! Woo!)

I make a call and it's war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (woo! Woo!)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I'ma have it

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