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What? What? We started this shit, man Huh? We started this shit, for real We on our OTF shit, you heard? We did Did a lot of dirt myself, dirty Thirty on me shootin' like Steph Curry Shells get to runnin’ and get wet up, huh Fall on your ass, won't get up, nah Bitch I get busy with choppers and glizzies I'm ridin’ through the city this Glock got no safety Keep that bitch with me so please do not tempt me I squeeze 'til it's empty, you thinkin' you crazy Bad bitch from another country, foreign Slammed that girl in the pussy, scorin' Figure I'm on to the next, she borin' Finna pull up on her friend, hoes goin' Bands on me, money won’t fold, damn Leprechaun, "Where is me gold?" Bands Can’t catch this drip, you got no hands I ain't got opps, I got old fans I be slidin’ on niggas straight patchin' them You ain't wanna die, why you lie with them? SongtexteHoppin' up outta them Astrovans Caught your ass, boy, you can’t hide from him We dangerous, too, huh man, smoke 'em like angel dust Boy, you ain't gang, you a stan, you can't hang with us Drizzy's on every gang member that came with us Aim it, just spray at them niggas that ain't with us (Boom) How you gon' war with a god, a beast? You don't need guns, you need heart, you weak (Weak) Boy, we will dust your ass off, we're sweepin' You don't want smoke with my squad, you tweakin' (Tweakin') Tell them niggas they don't want a war with us (Nah) They don't want a war with us Nah, tell them niggas they don't want a war with us Boy, we some monsters, savages and warriors Tell them niggas they don't want a war with us (Nah) They don't want a war with us Nah, tell them niggas they don't want a war with us (Nah) Boy, we some monsters, savages and warriors Whole lotta wild ass shorties, babies Thirty-five stuffed in a forty, K deep Nah they don't need no aim, stay up Hittin' niggas up close range, layup Two hands I'm rockin' the metal, I'm hot like the devil I'll bury your block like a shovel Hit your ass all on your neck, knock your head on your chest Look like Olympic gold medals Switchin' and swervin' through traffic, stop us I can switch gears on my ratchet, chopper Boy when we roll up we bustin', blocka Knock all that meat out your fuckin' taco Hollow tips spinnin' like cyclones Face time a nigga like iPhones Put a pretty opp bitch in a morgue, huh Call that bitch drop-dead gorgeous, damn I'm heartless, bitch, you can call me the tin man Goin' against me is like crawlin' through quicksand Draco be barkin' and bargin' through bricks, man Some call me grandson and some call me hitman (Bitch) Bitch, some call me hitman (Uh, bitch) Bitch, some call me hitman (Bitch) Some call me grandson and some call me hitman (Bitch, bitch) (But some call me hitman) How you gon' war with a god, a beast? You don't need guns, you need heart, you weak (Weak) Boy, we will dust your ass off, we're sweepin' You don't want smoke with my squad, you tweakin' (Tweakin') Tell them niggas they don't want a war with us (Nah, boy, what?) They don't want a war with us (What?) Nah, tell them niggas they don't want a war with us (Nah) Boy, we some monsters, savages and warriors Tell them niggas they don't want a war with us (Nah) They don't want a war with us Nah, tell them niggas they don't want a war with us (Nah) Boy, we some monsters, savages and warriors Free Boss-T Free Tre Ride, 3D Free Bay Man Free D. Rolls, free Nine Free Lil Scud Free 22 Real to real Fuck the fake We out We on our OTF shit, you heard? Aus Songtexte Mania