War - Moneymarr, Rah Swish

Let’s go, let’s go

Come on, lil' nigga, let’s go

Ready for war

Mask down, kick in his door

Got choppas galore

When we sendin', we spinnin', opps drop to the floor

Diamonds dancin'

You want smoke, then we givin' out cancer

Molly poppin', enhancement

Up in the hills, bitches naked walkin' 'round in the mansion

Throw it back, she know I like that

Give her the dick, lights out, yeah, I know how to pipe that

Bitch hit my phone and she ain’t get it right back

Opps hit, you know we strike back

Accessories, weapons

Ski walk down, teach a nigga a lesson

Snd him up, blessings

Hit him up right with that Glock, FN or the Wesson

Shak it up, ass

Tool hit the lights, woo-woo, gas

All the bitches wan' fuck on the niggas with cash

But the bitches act like they don’t remember the past

Put a stick on him, now that boy lookin' like Flash

On the first of the month, I pull up on the stash

You can play if you want, but your shit gettin' smashed

Count it up, you know this shit comin' fast

Fuck it up, get litty

Fuck it up, wait

Fuck it up, get litty

Fuck it up, hoe, wait

Fuck it up, get litty

Fuck it up, wait

Fuck it up, get litty

Woo

Ready for war

Mask down, kick in his door

Got choppas galore

When we sendin', we spinnin', opps drop to the floor

Diamonds dancin'

You want smoke, then we givin' out cancer

Molly poppin', enhancement

Up in the hills, bitches naked walkin' 'round in the mansion

Fuck it up, fuck it up

Them niggas know they can’t fuck with us

I’m a trouble maker, turnin' the trouble up

I put some dots on his chest like a button-up

Angels on 81st, turnin' the summer up

Said you get money, you dumb or what?

Way too official so I cannot fall in love

I get the pussy, I’m done with her

I got a .223

I make a movie scene, I’ll take his jewelry

Really ain’t shit they could do with me

My cougar bitch told me ain’t nobody cute as me

I got a new chop', FN

Baby, them diamonds dancin'

She had a man, she left him

I hit her and her best friend

Look, I call up Thrasher, I bet he gon' dump him off

I’m in D.C. and I’m ballin' with MoneyMarr, uh

I don’t want no funny, bruh

If she ain’t 'bout her money, cut her off

I call up Thrasher, I bet he gon' dump him off

I’m in D.C. and I’m ballin' with MoneyMarr, uh

I don’t want no funny, bruh

If she ain’t 'bout her money, cut her off

Ready for war

Mask down, kick in his door

Got choppas galore

When we sendin', we spinnin', opps drop to the floor

Diamonds dancin'

You want smoke, then we givin' out cancer

Molly poppin', enhancement

Up in the hills, bitches naked walkin' 'round in the mansion

Throw it back, she know I like that

Give her the dick, lights out, yeah, I know how to pipe that

Bitch hit my phone and she ain’t get it right back

Opps hit, you know we strike back

Accessories, weapons

Ski walk down, teach a nigga a lesson

Send him up, blessings

Hit him up right with that Glock, FN or the Wesson