WarCry Lyrics

There them rudeboys go again they bout to catch a body

I hit that lil bitch from the back I made her do pilates

I like my bitches how I like my weed that be exotic

You bet not try that shit my niggas gon shoot up the party

She wanna see my work she calling me Scotty too hotty

I'm taxing for a verse dont call me if you ain't coppin

They dissed me now they extinct

They stealin my swag it's distinct

Smokin on gas you know I reek

Bitch get low like Memphis bleek

Get him gone ain't even blink, I don't think he heard a thing

G19 I let it ring

Yellow tape we clear the scene

I got two dicks in my jeans

Got that hoe like what you mean

I be praying to Malverde cause I need that evil green

I swear this money so attractive

Shawty Lo yea what's hannin

If he play with this shit leave him past tense

Chief keef man we get it crackin

Margiela on me yea I be cappin

Walk in your trap now I'm the captain

Walk in your trap ha you was lacking

I walk down yea I'm pistol packing