Fendi Frank - War

Hey Hey

You niggas ain't ready for war (Brrr)
Money and guns I got more (Brrr)
Clip yo shit at the store (Store)
Nigga we up on the score (Yeah)
Pussy
Bitch
You niggas ain't ready for war (Brrr)
Money and guns I got more (Brrr)
Clip yo shit at the store (Store)
Nigga we up on the score (Yeah)
Pussy
Bitch

I'm on the block and I got the glock
I get the stick and I let it hit
The nigga's a bitch
The nigga's a snitch
Body with fishes ya head in a ditch
Run with them 30's they call me young critch
Home run hitta just throw me the pitch
I ain't a dummy
Don't think I'm Mitch
Testing my gangsta so go ahead switch
I'm with gorillas
I'm with the apes
They got them toys with them shapes
They gon leave twelve with no tape
Head with a gape
103rd I'm on grape (Gang)
Niggas they think shit sweet
Niggas ain't hard concrete
Niggas just talk deceit
Fuck nigga lame take a seat
Big coolin with Deezy (Oooh)
Ten toe nigga on Beezy (Oooh)
Hit ten licks with Peezy (Oooh)
Hit ten hoes shit easy (Oooooh)
I fuck his bitch and I tape it
Check it out watch how I shape it
Look at her smile she take it
Bust on her face then I drape it
Nigga you lame just face it (Hey)

You niggas ain't ready for war (Brrr)
Money and guns I got more (Brrr)
Clip yo shit at the store (Store)
Nigga we up on the score (Yeah)
Pussy
Bitch
You niggas ain't ready for war (Brrr)
Money and guns I got more (Brrr)
Clip yo shit at the store (Store)
Nigga we up on the score (Yeah)
Pussy
Bitch

You disappear like Houdini (Dini)
Pussy you don't wanna see me (See me)
Knock off ya cap and ya beanie lil nigga I knock off ya noodles linguini (Brrr)
I got more guns than the Navy (Brrr)
Taliban niggas is crazy (Brrr)
You got one I got 80
Run with them niggas from Haiti
Aim Tom Brady
R.I.P. Pop Smoke (Yuh)
Why they take my loc (Yuh)
Hating niggas
You pussy niggas
You lame niggas you broke (Bitch)
Niggas ain't really outside (Yuh)
All of my niggas outside (Yuh)
Send us the addy we slide we slide
Air that bitch out we arrive (Bitch)
From the East to the West I bang on my chest
I'm a gorilla
You is a pest
Don't come outside
Without ya vest
Catch ya ass slippin I lay you to rest
I'm with the gang
I'm with the gang
I'm with the gang
(Bitch)
Choppa gon sang
Choppa gon sang
Choppa gon sang
(Graaa)

You niggas ain't ready for war (Brrr)
Money and guns I got more (Brrr)
Clip yo shit at the store (Store)
Nigga we up on the score (Yeah)
Pussy
Bitch
You niggas ain't ready for war (Brrr)
Money and guns I got more (Brrr)
Clip yo shit at the store (Store)
Nigga we up on the score (Yeah)
Pussy

Written by:
Francisco Gallegos

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