Call Up The Troops

[Intro]
I'm working on dying

[Chorus]
I can't even tell you nothing but the truth, I don't go off of shit that I heard
If we go to war, call up the troop
I just took your bitch, call it a swap
In a big body, let me hang out the roof
This not a hobby, niggas know what I do
I'm so in sight, niggas won't know the [?]
Yeah me and my brothers we [?] like I shoot
Laced, aye, took a flight to LA
Few places, back to the A
Few hits, then it's "back to the board"
Get fly like [?] then I soar
Walk in some Christian Dior
[?] on the back, I want more
You not talking, [?] (Aye, aye, aye)

[Verse]