Burn Up//WAR!

[Intro]
War
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War
War
Yuh

[Verse 1]
Coming in hot
No fucks like a panda
If you wan block
Get shot like a panzer
Niggas get clocked in the mosh like a dancer
When my shit drop on the bop, better stand up
Beta OT she be knacking like a lamba
When she call my phone, on the road never answer
Put on my shit get lit like a ganja
We don't want beef, no smoke, no cancer (bitch)
Woah
Stack that cash that's facts
Woah
No love I want cash
Woah
No fucks bitch want racks
My heart darker than black (damn)
Cynical mother fuckers in a cubicle
Typical situation it is critical
Lyrical niggas, bitch I am the Pinnacle
You living spiritual I'm metaphysical woah (GodDamn)
Burn up!
Burn up!
Bitch you gassed out from a warm up
Fuck that shit mehn turn up (turn up)
Fuck that shit mehn ay (turn up)
OFF-LIMITS too fly my crew
Eagle vision, can't hide my view
Turn a L to M and N O P Q
I ain't never going broke like these fools

[Chorus]
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up (burn up)
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up (burn up)
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up! (Burn up)
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up (Burn up)
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up (burn up)
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up!

[Verse 2]
Internet beef
Yea I'll pass
Don't at me if it don't add to racks
Working so my money get squared like math
Don't spend that cash
Put it back
Put it back
Fuck with your bitch then it's back to the racks
Ex on the phone take her back to the past
Fuck with your own
Stay in your zone
When stupid niggas talk
Don't ask for the facts
Common nigga but they paying me royalties
Greatest weapon I acquired was loyalty
Local nigga but they feeling me globally
Get the bag and then I fuck it up royaly
I was grinding tell me where you was at
You was flexing when your pockets was fat
Now you buzzing, hope I open the chat
I'm doing numbers you can go do the math
Woah
Test me put you on blast
On God
Everybody know you don cast
On God
Up late we don't do naps
On God
Niggas stay gassed to the max
On God
I really fuck with these niggas for fun
I'm with a rocket and you with a gun
Ain't no suppose I already won
Nigga you flying to close to the sun

[Chorus]
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up!
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up
Turn up
Turn up
We about to burn up!