Spiritual Warfare Lyrics

Don't play with me

Play with me now

Don't play with me

Play with me now

Don't play with me

Play with me now

Now, now, now

Bitch don't play, cause I keep these hollow rounds

Nigga don't play, cause this choppa gon' make

sound

Bitch don't play, cause your body will hit the

ground

Yeah this shit fucking blows, surrend sounds

Show em, how we can up this fuckin' score

Fuck the tyrants, Ima up this fuckin' score

If they don't like it, they can face this fuckin' pole

I see all their pussy lizard eyes through my scope

If I don't keep that fuckin' Glock, then my brother do

If I don't keep that Glock, then my fuckin' mother do

You can be my cousin and I'll still have my twin shoot

30 with a stick, we gon' make you die slow

30 with a switch, we gon' make a shit show

30 poking out my jeans, I don't care if it shows

Execution fit, I put it on though

Makaveli Dro with this fatass fuckin' pole

If I don't got my stick, then I might as well die

Riding through the city of Tracy at night

I'ma keep this fuckin' stick till I fuckin' die

Riding through the nine with this motherfuckin' nine by my side

Don't really care if I fuckin' die

I can reincarnate once I'm in the afterlife

But I'm not going to the light

It's a trap to go back to that dumbass fuckin' lie, called a life

Make this worthwhile

So I'ma make this bitch jump tonight

Throw up where you from

Bang on all of them at the creep of night

I don't bang, but I got a Glock that gon' bang for me

When I leave the house, it's illegal to leave without my piece

Light steppin' I'll make this shit blow

Light stompin' you gon' feel this shit show

We gon' fuckin' make you reap what you fuckin' sow

We light steppin' though, you won't hear or see us with that pole

I pour up codeine after a good show

I smoke some dro after a lit show

Maybe pop a shroom if I feel like it though

Careful cause these chops with shrooms don't mix hoe

Gotta keep a pole, everywhere I go