War (Outro) Lyrics

This what I say

Hold on

I think that bit about a five

Ah, I feel like

Imma just keep it real

That bit was straight

Was that you on the whole thing bruh

So you just did the chorus

And another nigga did the hook

The verse I meant

I don't know

It was straight though

I feel like whoever came in on that verse should've been got damn

Came with more energy

And it was more clear or something

Like, it probably was the microphone you were using

I don't know though

That bit was straight

I give the chorus a got damn

An eight

A strong ass eight

And the got damn hook

I mean the got damn the verse

I give that bit like a six (seven-five for me)

That nigga

That is fucking insane bruh

Like, my shit a five or a six

Kinda, oh I guess it's

I-It might be a six

Like, it's kinda a six

Like, niggas dead ass think my shit

Is a five or a six

Alright, that's cool I mean

Hold on wait a minute

I thought I heard broke nigga talking

They smell the money on me when I walk in

Seventeen shots for a nigga like Boston

You had like ten views

Why the fuck are you talking

Streaming on youtube

Rating the music

Tryna chase clout these niggas abusing

All of they fans

If you keep even call them that

That cap felt like a shot to the back

Knowing the fact that my shit is better than yours

It is a chore even responding

What you should do is worry about bonding

With them goofy niggas that you call your friends

If my shit is so trash tell them fuck niggas pick up a pen

I bet you they shit gone be weak

My niggas moving discreet

Staying in silence

But if you want to this shit could get violent

But stick to the streaming

Stick to the rhyming

My gang gone pull up on perfect timing