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kuriosity - war... lyrics
[intro]
(c’mon coupe, hop in)
no
[verse 1]
don’t talk, don’t run up
he try me, he run up, that n_gga get done up
they tryna compete, but my sh_t too cold
smoke this pack with your b_tch and my neck on froze
b_tch, we kicking in, kicking in doors
hope these n_ggas is ready, i’m ready for war
i’m off of that pack, yeah, my voice gettin ho_rs_
speeding off in that whip, put the b_tch in sport
man, i got all these bands, i be balling like i’m on the court
like why is she hitting my line? your b_tch is a wh0re
got that b_tch what she want and she love it
i ain’t start out with sh_t, turned nothing to something, woah
he keep talking, choppa get to bussing, oh
yeah, i want a problem, turn nothing to something, oh
don’t try running, it’s onе on one
you already saw too much, lil’ n_gga, you done
all thеse n_ggas keep riding my d_ck and i don’t give a f_ck
smith & wesson on me and that sh_t finna buss
keep the glock in my pocket if that n_gga thinking he tough
hit that boy for like five bands, put like five in if he thinking he tough
my n_ggas gon’ shoot when i say so
if he missing his target, he off of the payroll
i’m sending my boy, your boy better lay low
yeah, i’m counting the guap, i’m counting the paper
yeah, i’m sippin that purp’ and i’m sitting in the back smoking green with your b_tch
why this p_ssy n_gga coughing up off one hit?
made a k, yeah, a k in a day and i took it and flipped it, making it, counting up digits
take a look at my figures, i got me like seven
p_ssy boy talking back, send that boy to the reverend
n_ggas only shoot back if i let them
n_ggas talk down, send ’em to heaven
[verse 2]
woah, you should already know
lil’ b_tch, i’m the g.o.a.t
yeah, i run it up, run it up, run it some more
i add me a one, and a one, and a one, and a one, it’s four
pour me a four and i pour me some more
she ain’t sucking no d_ck, kick that b_tch out the door
yeah, i ride with the choppa, the choppa, the k
they like, “where is you at?” b_tch, i’m getting the k’s
i ain’t smokin your sh_t, yeah, that sh_t be laced
don’t ask me for a feat’, get it out of my face
keep a ak_47 and it spray
we shoot at his head, we hitting his brain
them p_ssy ass n_ggas them n_ggas i hate
fell in love with my choppa, take it on a date, ugh
choppa make a n_gga stand up
i don’t wanna hear talk, i don’t wanna hear banter
yeah, i’m mixing that drink with my fanta
yeah, i’m f_cking that b_tch with my hands up
put a hole in his head, ’cause he ran up
like why you act tough? lil’ b_tch, you dumb
hit that boy with the glock, it’s one on one
hit that boy wit the k, it’s one on one
[bridge]
like okay, hold up, where the f_ck is the 808?
call up coupe and told ’em bring the bass in
these bum ass n_ggas, on god, i hate them
he talking that sh_t, hit ’em up for like five bands
do this sh_t on my own, don’t n0body know my plan
i had a old b_tch, i don’t need her
got two guns on me, two guns on me
keep me a zack and a cody
[verse 3]
yeah, keep me a .40
that sh_t on my waist, my n_ggas be ready to go
you don’t even know me
but i know your b_tch, she sucking me and giving me throat
all the racks, all the racks on the floor
got me a band and i got me some more
yeah, i’m f_cking your b_tch, yeah, i’m f_cking your wh0re
if boy got a problem, we going to war
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