W.W.3 Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Back blocks with the bandos

Brody told me we in WW3

Ammo, pair of some boots and some camo

Hit Dubai just to slide in a Lambo, yeah

BURR

Came from back blocks with bandos

Brody told me we in WW3

Shoe box full of ammo

Facemask, pair of boots and some camo

Hit Dubai just to slide in a Lambo

Life's a bitch and I can't take a gamble

Shooting range got me feeling like Rambo

Hit my YouTube subscribe to my channel

No competition, no Verzuz

He get Swissed up and stomped in my Timbos

I'm setting the bar, let em limbo

Send that money you owe me on Venmo

My nigga I'm keeping it simple, yeah

I'm keeping it simple, it could be simple

Brown bags from Bloomies look like I left Trader Joe's and I'm living Wells Fargo

40 authors, they all wrote the Bible

Did they all put their spin on the novel

Poetic Justice, I brush em, Chicago

She engaged but she fucking in Cabo

Working out, I'm not talking bout Tae Bo

Giving out game like Gillie and Wallo

After the club, I went and got grub

Driver outside picked me up in a limo

Bitches be headaches and niggas be dead weight

I'm taking Advil and I'm rubbing my temples

Linked a few jawns when I was in Philly

Black Queen went to Penn, my white joint went to Temple

Not one of those lames ain't playing no games

I'm after the bag and I'm running like temple

Ain't smoking on mid, I'm smoking Crescendo

I want to quit smoking it's bad for my temple

Think I want to quit smoking its bad for my temple, yeah

My body is a temple, yeah

Think I'm hurting my temple, yeah

Hopped out the V and I'm rocking Kool Kiy's

Send my lil hacker to tap your IG

Got this lil bitch look like Doja Cat

If I hit from the back, that's that Nolia Clap

Said that Nolia Clap, said that Nolia Clap

Mossberg came stock, copped the shoulder strap

Don't know how far Imma go in rap

Was a likkle yute bumping that Super Cat

Yo he really don't know what to do with that

Heard he don't know what to do with that

Lil nigga don't know what to do with that

Came from back blocks with bandos

Brody told me we in WW3

Shoe box full of ammo

Facemask, pair of boots and some camo

Hit Dubai just to slide in a Lambo

Life's a bitch and I can't take a gamble

Shooting range got me feeling like Rambo

Hit my YouTube subscribe to my channel

No competition, no Verzuz

He get Swissed up and stomped in my Timbos

I'm setting the bar, let em limbo

Send that money you owe me on Venmo

My nigga I'm keeping it simple, yeah

I'm keeping it simple, it could be simple