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damjonboi - war كلمات الأغنية

[intro: damjonboi]
pour me some of that drank, gang
yeah
the biggest, n_gga
i ain’t gon’ play with it
step on some sh_t
ayy

[verse 1: damjonboi]
step on a n_gga in some brand_new diors
left my b_tch, n_gga, now i’m f_ckin’ yours
i already did the benz, sh_t, i might just drop a porsche
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no interview when i dropped off the porch
is jonboi certified? b_tch, of course
brodie left me by my self, so i ain’t got no remorse
n_ggas doin’ all that cappin’, b_tch, you better check the source
they might lock me up, so i’ma take three percs before court
b_tch bad as f_ck, but i can tell she rеally poor
drop two tapes, fans sayin’ they want more
keep on dissin’ if you want, f_ck around and start a war
with an instagram b_tch, i’m ’bout to f_ck hеr ’til she sore
n_ggas out here chasin’ p_ssy, go get a bag
n_ggas hated on they own brothers, that sh_t was sad
oh, why you worry ’bout another n_gga? f_ckin’ f_g
king pulled up with some redbones, we to the path
would’ve been f_cked n_ggas over, if it was beef
i can’t even entertain this sh_t, them n_ggas sweet
i just counted up a whole fifty off of beats
n_ggas droppin’, ain’t n0body play it, that sh_t was cheap
still’ll get a n_gga knocked off playin’ ho games
‘fit from revive, but the beat came from rocaine
they say n_ggas tried to blackball me, that sh_t so lame
coupe prada black, but the buffs white as cocaine
[verse 2: west warren king]
yeah, let me pop my sh_t
catch him pullin’ in that gas station, help him park his whip
me and jonboi just left the set smellin’ like a zip
left shoulder carry arp, right one hold a chip
my iphone buzzin’ now, n_gga, this your b_tch
gotta keep a stick, yeah, i’m n_gga posted in them bricks
when it all boil down, n_gga, you ain’t ready
put that gun down and get beat like your f_ckin’ daddy
put that gun down and we gon’ see if you a man without it
f_ck a hundred thousand, you n_ggas anxious just to be around it
i’ma put this sh_t on, f_ckin’ stylish, n_ggas broke, my money pilin’
f_ck my ex, i know she doubt it, n_ggas cap like they about it
n_ggas cap like they be with it, lace your boots up, let’s get busy
i can’t sleep without my glizzy, all my guns, they hold a fifty
n_ggas think this sh_t a movie ’til my n_ggas creep up on ’em
got ’em wakin’ up up out of sleep, we put the reaper on ’em
n_ggas actin’ like they ready for this sh_t, but they be phony
make a couple million every day, i’m still gon’ go to coney
make a couple million every day, i’m still gon’ pop a 30
drop a diss track, we gon’ hurt ’em, n_ggas really ain’t ’bout murder

- damjonboi

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