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iayze

Warfare

 

Warfare

(album: Curation! - 2021)


[Slump6s:]
My niggas keeping that stick if that boy wanted warfare
Can't even walk in a show because these bitches all stare
My niggas scoring so much, you would think that they ball players
These niggas mad 'cause my foot on they neck like oh, yeah

Nigga got racks and it go to the sky
She don't know me, she like, "Who am I?"
You getting bread, boy, we know that's a lie
I break her heart, now I'm making her cry
I got so high that I thought I'd die
You dumb as a bitch if you think I try
I know it's wrong, but I think I might
Put him on the screen like it's Nick at Nite

[Iayze:]
We run around with them sticks, lil' boy, it's a warfare
We done went shot that boy down and they saying it's not fair
Run around with a hunnid, hunnid, not a opp near
Running around with that hunnid, we getting an opp career
Fuck 'round, taking his life
Boy, I ain't slime, but you know I'm a thief in the night
Run with a .9, when I'm shooting, it's keeping them tight
Know it ain't no lil' nigga I fear
I'm on the aux, yeah, I got that bitch up in my ear
Don't make me shoot up the party, you know I fuck around and clear

[Slump6s:]
New Saint Laurent jacket
Choppers are automatic
Bands, nigga, I been had it
I want your mans if he want some static
I finally made it, I ain't talking tragic
She tryna be lovey-dovey, all that sad shit
I hate that you always bringing up the past shit
I hop in that SRT on that fast shit

Nigga got racks and it go to the sky
She don't know me, she like, "Who am I?"
You getting bread, boy, we know that's a lie
I break her heart, now I'm making her cry
I got so high that I thought I'd die
You dumb as a bitch if you think I try
I know it's wrong, but I think I might
Put him on the screen like it's Nick at Nite

done

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