[Intro]
(20 years old, I done— oh, oh)
20 years old, I done broke even (Yeah)
Gave yo' bitch back 'cause I don't need her (Uh-huh)
That’s a new adlib Pat, you been gone for a long time (Bitch)
[Chorus]
He don't want no war (Yeah, yeah)
Skrrt, pull off Black Porsche (Ayy, yeah)
If we slidin', then we in a four-door, ayy (Yeah)
Four horny guns, that's four whores, ayy (What the fuck else?)
Good knife on an AK, sword (Graa, graa)
They don't even know what's finna happen, I'ma kill them boys (Let's go)
Leave 'em floating on the water like a board (What else?)
Suppressor on the .40, tck, tck, tck, it don't make no noise (Woah)
[Verse 1]
Cha-ching (Grrt), break her back, I'ma break her back
Said she want me to smash, I'ma break her back (On god)
Yeah, I'ma stab her in her back but I won't call her back, yeah (On god)
Shoot her boyfriend in the chest, he havin' a heart attack, yeah (On god)
A dead bitch ass nigga, that's what he is (Uh)
I don't wanna talk to ya', make you talk to Jesus (Uh-huh)
Fuck her to Lucid Dreams, instrumental, remix (Uh)
Can't take the dick back I gave you, bitch you need it (Uh-huh)
If I smash on tour, bitch, I'm in the moment (On god)
I'm on a roll, bitch, so it don't mean shit (On god)
Out of space, kid, out of orbit (On god)
Fresher than a pack of minty mint Orbit (Let’s go)
[Chorus]
He don't want no war (Ayy, yeah)
Skrrt, pull off Black Porsche (Ayy, yeah)
If we slidin', then we in a four-door, ayy (Ayy, yeah)
Four horny guns, that's four whores, ayy (Ayy, yeah)
Good knife on an AK, sword (Graa, graa)
They don't even know what's finna happen, I'ma kill them boys (Let's go)
Leave 'em floating on the water like a board (What else?)
Suppressor on the .40, tck, tck, tck, it don't make no noise (Woah)
[Verse 2]
In the studio, feelin' like the man
Percy' pop, mix it with the syrup, don't do no Xans (No)
Look at that boy Juice he nodding off again (On god)
Sleeping through them interviews, repeat the question
Listen, everybody want a verse, they can't get it (Uh-nuh)
I need seven numbers like a bitch puttin' in her digits
I need some fellatio, lil' bitch, I ain't eatin' shit (Yeah)
Yo' nigga got you trippin', thinkin' every dude gon' eat that kitten, what? (On god)
High as a bitch, inside the Abyss, we invented that
Oh, that's a strong pint of lean, I need ten of that (On God)
You talkin' shit, we chalkin' shit, where that nigga at? (Uh)
I'ma go off his shit, put 'em in a coffin shit
Put an end to that, yeah (Yeah)
Shooter on my team, got the Rambo status (Uh-huh)
She ain't let me fuck back then
Fuck she mean, she gon' let me have it (On God)
Thinking back to when I was a kid, I was the fuckin' baddest (On God)
Grew up playin' with guns, shoot a movie with 'em, cinematic (Let's go)
[Chorus]
He don't want no war (Yeah, yeah)
Skrrt, pull off Black Porsche (Ayy, yeah)
If we slidin', then we in a four-door, ayy (Ayy, yeah)
Four horny guns, that's four whores, ayy (Ayy, what the fuck else?)
Good knife on an AK, sword (Graa, graa)
They don't even know what's finna happen, I'ma kill them boys (On God)
Leave 'em floating on the water like a board (What the fuck else?)
Suppressor on the .40, tck, tck, tck, it don't make no noise (Woah-woah-woah-woah)
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