I Need War (feat. Young Thug)

T.I.P and Young Thugger, nigga

Yeah, you know Tip bangin' nigga

Ain't nothing changed but the bezels and the rings

Watches and the chains

Yo future my past

I shoot you ho ass

Just like a bitch I will do yo ho ass

My Mac-10 is intergalactic what crackin'

You looking for action I'’ll Pluto your ass

Lookin' fo' some trouble what it do nigga

I'on' really need but a few of them

And for the most part I’m a cool nigga

But I’ll stuff a mud hole into you nigga

Check it

The ho shit you kick I am not with it

You pull it on them I’ma mind my business

Butcha come in my yard disregard my gangsta

Well I aim that banger

Nigga find out then I put his ass in a box on timeout

For the wrong thought, blow a nigga mind out

You was talking all that shit now whatchu crying about

When it go down, I’m the wrong one to rhyme about nigga

Say you did what? Whatchu lying about nigga

I’m a front street nigga you a wannabe nigga

Everybody know you don’t want none of me nigga

Armageddon for you what it gonna be nigga, hey

All I gotta do is make my plan

All the motherfucking games I don’t play my man

If I slap his ass now in the mouth

Bet next time I see 'im pussy nigga try to shake my hand

Pull-up shootin' out the Avalanche

Every since I counted blue cheese

I ain’t liking ranch

I done sold a hundred thousand

Benjamins like I got a plan

Hey-eey

Let me see your hands

If you feel like you the man

I want war nigga

(Pull-up, Pull-up, Pull-up)

I need war nigga

Shoot I need some war

Hey

I swear to, I need

Thug yeah

Pull-up in a car

Two hundred stars

(What you shooting nigga?)

AK, no handgun, uh

Man

Goddamn Goddamn

Pullin' up in the Lamb'

Clap that bitch and go ham

Damn, pull-up to the spot

Shoot a nigga man, damn

Catch a nigga down be' rob em for they yam

Catch me on the block Young Thugg got grams

Uh, uh, uh

Nig got K’s on K’s, on shooters

He-heyy yeah, hey, hey, hey-hey heyy

Pull-up shootin' out the Avalanche

Every since I counted blue cheese

I ain’t liking ranch

I done sold a hundred thousand

Benjamins like I got a plan

Hey

Let me see your hands

If you feel like you the man

I want war nigga

(Pull-up, Pull-up, Pull-up)

I need war nigga

Shoot I need some war

Hey

I swear to, I need

I swear to fucking god man

Hey man, I’m ready

Hey look man, I’m ready to cash out

Hey man, nigga, diamonds to dog shit

Nigga, you don’t get rich, nigga, next three years

Nigga, I swear to God, nigga

You show me a ten-million dollar tax return

I’ll give you ten million dollars

Three years man! Bitch ass