War

[verse]
Free my nigga knock knock he'll make ya block hot
Kuddo keep a thirty, he'll take you to the top shot
Juice keep a scope, he'll make ya fucking top hot
That mac, make him dance, have him skipping like hop scotch
All these niggas hating, they just mad, im a hot shot
Bullets lead this gun, they connect like hot spot
Tryna catch a body, ima ride on the opps block
Lacking with yo bitch, fuck around and get your thot shot
Gotta keep that pole on me, ain't no nigga roll on me
Sneak dissing on the pound, then bro'nem gon' leave ya cold homie
Let of hella rounds, come trhough make shit explode homie
God came and chose homie, someone should've told homie
Tired of these fuck niggas acting like they want war
Thirty shots ain't good enough, cause I think that they want more
Leave your ass left, if I catch you by that corner store
Show up to your fucking crib, bullets trhough ya front door
And im so fuck CMB, they know that this shit is real
All my niggas through throwing 3 for JoJoworld and aikivill
Niggas sends shots at my legs you ain't no killer lets be real
You gon have to send some more if you think thats gonna make me chill
Sending shots im bucking shit, FTO they ducking shit
They know my name I ain't no lame yeah I give em the flucksing shit
Catch me on the 9, with the 9, serving clucks and shit
Goofy you gon rob who? nigga you ain't touching shit
Gotta get my niggas on, niggas making diss songs
I am from the pound, you gon know it after this song
Lay you on the ground, we come through and your shit wrong
All I know is, street shit, so I can't make a hit song
All my niggas GDK yeah bitch we GDK
Niggas say they BDK now sends shots and he be erased
Hollows cook a nigga, serve a nigga like he on a plate
Shotgun shook a nigga blow that shit and watch his body shake

[outro]
These niggas they dont want war
Goofy niggas they dont want war