War Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Tata & Dee Billz]
Glah
Damn, damn, damn, glah-glah, boom, b*tch
Everythin' dead n*gga
(Chee on the beat)
Suck my di*k
Glah

[Verse: Tata & Dee Billz]
Oh he want war? Let's do it (Let's do it)
Man that n*gga a b*tch, I see through him (Glah, glah)
They know Mikey a demon, he ready
I pass him the knocker and brodie go stupid (Glah-glah, boom)
They know my body, the knock on my body
Shorty be feindin' to suck on my body
n*gga a dummy, can't go out like (Dotty)
Everything deady n*gga, who gon' stop me?
Everything dead, put the dot on his chest
Only head shots, don't invest in a vest
Aim like a cop, goin' ku with the tech (Glah-glah, boom)
Catch him and cut him and pull out his chest
They know I'm a stepper, these n*ggas can't step with me
Big 41, no, I cannot be stoppеd (4-1, 4-1)
Jay, he my brother, he throw up thе W
If I say, ''Oot that n*gga'' He gon' flock (Glah-glah, boom, b*tch)
Don't be a dummy and die wit ya' knocks
n*ggas ain't tough, only tough with his knocks
Please don't run, two beams on the Glock
Bad lil' b*tch, got aim like a cop
Walk in the party, they b*tch on my body
That's probably why n*ggas don't like me
It get scary, I put on my Shiesty (On God)
I don't politic, please don't write me
Way too oppy, how can I lack?
Ball on the court, but these n*ggas is trash
It gon' get scary, I pass it to Cash
Ain't no hesi', she ‘oot it like Nash
They know I'ma bug out, I'ma spazz
When the opps playin' defence, they lack
She call me daddy, I am not her dad
.40 gon' hit him, make his momma sad, b*tch
Bro tote on Katie, I'm totin' on Jackie
Big 41 gang, don’t jack me
When I see the opps, I get happy
Lato got the 'lato, Jenny got the gatty
Shorty a demon, I pass her the Knocker
Keep my gun, I ain't goin' out badly
Don't know who did it, I don't know who shot him
He caught a head tap, I was happy
Told her "Be quiet", she like, "Make me"
Want my spot? Then they gon' have to take me
Slide through with the .30, I'm ready
If I say, "Action", we kill him in HD
She wanna f*ck, she cannot be my lady
Pocket rocket, I dare you to chase me
Dummy got shot tryna chase me
Shots to his face, now his eye look lazy
Miah my heart, for her, I'll let it flock
Drop my 4 then I'm takin' your top
Yo Niyah, set that drop
Bet she gon' flock if I pass her the knocks
All the opps, suck my di*k (Suck my di*k)
Opp b*tch, shoot that b*tch
Glah, glah, like Dee said, "Beef ain't dead 'til you dead in a spliff"
Oh sh*t, beat's still goin'
I see the opps, I keep throwin' and throwin'
She on my di*k and she goin' and goin'
Thot b*tches keep comin' and goin' (Damn)
On the beat, I'm f*ckin' it up, In the pus*y, I'm f*ckin' it up
Tell all of my n*ggas, "Stay dangerous"
Cops come through, put the knock at her butt (Glah-glah, boom)
No football, brodie gon' blitz 'em
He was in pictures with him, so we get 'em (Get that n*gga)
Opp b*tch, f*ckin' her and her sister
Everything deady, everybody killer
No football, brodie gon' blitz 'em
He was in pictures with him, so we get 'em (Get that n*gga)
Opp b*tch, f*ckin' her and her sister
Everything deady, everybody killer
[Outro: Tata & Dee Billz]
Everyone shot n*gga, everything dead, b*tch, suck my di*k, n*gga
4-1 shots to the head, damn, It's 4-1 shots to the head, bye
Like, damn, like, what? 4-1 shots to the head, damn, damn