War Lyrics

(TrapHouse Rob)

If I want it I'ma grab it
If I want it I'ma have it
Christian Dior, Christian Dior, I'm up in all the stores

I make a call (Woop, woop)
I make a call and it's war
Nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woop, woop)
And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it
I make a call (Woop, woop)
I make a call and it's war
Nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woop, woop)
And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it

My niggas wit it, money flow, run up them digits
I know niggas mad that we did it
See it, we live it
Morals, won't ever forget it
If I ever get booked I'm a cricket
Get it and flip it
Henny right here I'ma sip it
You try me, it's shots at your disk it
24 hip it
I'ma just 24 hip it, 'cause bro said don't ever forget it
Gang with me
Anywhere that I pop out, know the thang with me
Every nigga herewith me gon; bang with me
Trail like a bro going insane with me
Body dropping, that shit ain't a thang to me
Smokin' duddies, I'm rollin' up lame niggas
Couple niggas hang with then changed, nigga
Clean the mess and we leaving remains, nigga
Surely business aint playing no
f*ck all this fame, nigga
You will get flamed, nigga
Don't you front, I got aim, nigga
I saw homis that f*ck up my brain, nigga
I be feeling like going insane, nigga
I just got me a check now my chain bigga
You gonna die for this stain, nigga
When you sent me the addy I came, nigga
Only me and my main niggas
You ain't ready for static, don't play, nigga
We could hit you today, nigga
If you making your bed, better lay, nigga
There ain't too much to say, nigga I make a call (Woop, woop)
I make a call and it's war
Nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woop, woop)
And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it
I make a call (Woop, woop)
I make a call and it's war
Nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woop, woop)
And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it

Look, I got 30 shots for any nigga who want it
Me and Tjay, we be huntin'
I don't talk much 'cause niggas know how we comin'
Niggas know I be dumpin'
Glock 9, dumpin'
Run Ricky, run it
Blue face, hunnids
Know I'm the bill collector
Pull up, what's crackin'?
Gun get to blastin'
Talk on my name and we wylin' out
All the ops in the spliff, ashin'
Puff, puff, ain't no passin'
You gon' end up in a casket
'Cause niggas know what we into
I get to drillin', I'm sittin', I'm killin', I'm sinnin' if I get the feelin'
I call Trav war, bet he clap too
Sick Remi like he Papoose
Have him stand still like a statue
Have him inked in like a tattoo
If I run down he goner
Headshot, no warning
It's a man down when its pouring
Gang spin, early morning
I don't get mad, I get money
What you looking at, little dummy?
I start bucking teeth like I'm bunny
And I back the Wraith out for nothin'

I make a call (Woop, woop)
I make a call and it's war
Nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woop, woop)
And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it
I make a call (Woop, woop)
I make a call and it's war
Nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woop, woop)
And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it

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