Number 2 Headband Lyrics

Yeah, Yeah

War

No I cannot stop, rather keep it going

Take 'em out, target practice, I'm the main composer

Charged up, hit that button, motherfuckers knowing

Want a fade? bought some clippers, I'ma shape 'em up

Less it more, painting pictures, but it ain't enough

Said you had it but you didn't, so you out of luck

Skip and turn, I've been jumping shit like double Dutch (Dutch)

Rarely keep up with my phone, we too out of touch

Field goal, 10 for 10, more than 20 points

Add it up in 3 quarters, yeah that's 60 points

I've been in and out of trouble, I'ma rebel boy

Caught him lackin' so I hit him with that metal toy

Quick scope, call of duty, gotta fill a void

Fast life, full speed, man I can't avoid

Pick your poison, left or right, that's your only choice

In command, you can hear it in my second voice

Inspiration to the youth, 'cause they watching me (Yeah)

Didn't even do a thing, she was on her knees (Oh my God, yeah)

Had to clear another check, put it on my feet

Got it done, Supafly you a fuckin' beast

Yeah, uh

How could I keep it at goin' this pace

Im wearing a mask, not saving a face

Put CDG on me, I've been making plays

Got in some shit, but I'm beating the case

For burning the rubber, I won every race,

These bitches be following me

I reminisce back in the past I was chasing the praise

Outer space, just landed in mars, had like 40 bars

Minus 3, give you 37, sprintin' 40 yards

Walk back hit the toe tap, like I'm Deion

Speed racing, drifting out the lot inside a Nissan