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WAR! Video (MV)




Performed By: STWLou
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Benjamin Smith, Dalu Gondwe




STWLou - WAR! Lyrics
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We want war, pull up 40 deep like what the f*ck you waiting for
We never miss a shot, we never fold, we up to score
You drop a low, we pull up quick like we've been there before
One shot will blow the whole entire house down to the floor
Like where your momma at and where your granny stay
I'm the type to make a parent think about the child they hate
Life a game of rules, you make that bet, you better f*cking lay I just spent 30,000, I'm not tripping, make it back today
This car I drive obliterate the asphalt
Big balenci, you gon' press the gas like what you mad for
You could never be me in your life and that's your dad's fault
I hate you, never touched a hunnid thou, but that's your damn fault
When I get on that top, the way I'm getting off
Fashion what, you niggas paint your nails, I think you being soft
I'ma hold this grudge until the psilocybin take me off
Stay on mood, roll another blunt, I bet it wake me up
We want war, pull up 40 deep like what the f*ck you waiting for
We never miss a shot, we never fold, we up to score
You drop a low, we pull up quick like we've been there before
One shot will blow the whole entire house down to the floor
Vent on my body, too exclusive, you can't find it
Evil on my mind, bad intentions, I can't hide them
Beefing with me, dangerous every summer, niggas slidin
All your niggas smoke, peep the L's in your bio
Chasin M's, ain't getting too much sleep
Can't leave your girl around us are you geeked
Yapping about and addy told him leak it, I might crash out, I might spazz out
Draco in my pocket, bet I pop it if you pop shit
Shoot a nigga meemaw if she outside when we sliding, I'ma real nigga
Rocking every chain in the hood, who gon' press Lou
Red button, I'll press you
Bitch, I'll dead you
We want war, pull up 40 deep like what the f*ck you waiting for
We never miss a shot, we never fold, we up to score
You drop a low, we pull up quick like we've been there before
One shot will blow the whole entire house down to the floor
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We want war, pull up 40 deep like what the f*ck you waiting for
We never miss a shot, we never fold, we up to score
You drop a low, we pull up quick like we've been there before
One shot will blow the whole entire house down to the floor
Like where your momma at and where your granny stay
I'm the type to make a parent think about the child they hate
Life a game of rules, you make that bet, you better f*cking lay I just spent 30,000, I'm not tripping, make it back today
This car I drive obliterate the asphalt
Big balenci, you gon' press the gas like what you mad for
You could never be me in your life and that's your dad's fault
I hate you, never touched a hunnid thou, but that's your damn fault
When I get on that top, the way I'm getting off
Fashion what, you niggas paint your nails, I think you being soft
I'ma hold this grudge until the psilocybin take me off
Stay on mood, roll another blunt, I bet it wake me up
We want war, pull up 40 deep like what the f*ck you waiting for
We never miss a shot, we never fold, we up to score
You drop a low, we pull up quick like we've been there before
One shot will blow the whole entire house down to the floor
Vent on my body, too exclusive, you can't find it
Evil on my mind, bad intentions, I can't hide them
Beefing with me, dangerous every summer, niggas slidin
All your niggas smoke, peep the L's in your bio
Chasin M's, ain't getting too much sleep
Can't leave your girl around us are you geeked
Yapping about and addy told him leak it, I might crash out, I might spazz out
Draco in my pocket, bet I pop it if you pop shit
Shoot a nigga meemaw if she outside when we sliding, I'ma real nigga
Rocking every chain in the hood, who gon' press Lou
Red button, I'll press you
Bitch, I'll dead you
We want war, pull up 40 deep like what the f*ck you waiting for
We never miss a shot, we never fold, we up to score
You drop a low, we pull up quick like we've been there before
One shot will blow the whole entire house down to the floor
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Writer: Benjamin Smith, Dalu Gondwe
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