Fake War Stories

Huh, uh, whoa

Whoa, whoa, mm

BL, BL, BL (Chapo)

(I kick shit like kickstand) bL, hm

I kick shit like kickstand (gang)

With the band, Bwhoa on more than the gram (oh, yeah)

Nigga want smoke with the Mobb, but they know how I am

I ain't goin' for nun, 20 some in the 30 but this bih don't jam

I wanna get so high I can't land (on God)

Mad as fuck locked up, I ain't go to sleep, 'til the a.m. (huh)

I'ma backstab him, he's a fake friend (huh)

I'ma do the job, like a grown man (hm)

Opps, see Lil Glokk, they like "Oh, Man" (glokk)

Know he finna die, look at his FN (nah)

I'm still alive, I'm like Amen (yeah)

What's in my pockets? It's some dead men (huh)

And free my bruddas out that damn can (can)

And I drop a 20, Just to get 'em gone (20)

I won't talk to 12, still ain't goin' home (no)

I ain't tryna talk, I'm just tryna bone (huh)

Don't wanna hear yo' mouth, Just wanna hear you moan (huh)

Free JuGliz, caught an elbow (gliz)

Sometimes, think he the devil (mobb)

I Gotta keep my head on swivel (swivel)

I'd just whack his ass, won't even diss him (hm)

I don't love her, wouldn't even kiss her (hm)

That hoe butt-hurt, get a tissue (ah)

And this money on me, Look like skittles (yeah)

I'm the youngin', when they get belittled (ah, yeah)

Which way you wanna go? The worst way? (Yeah)

Baby, do you like my Russian AK? (Hm)

Every time they see the vamp they may-day (ah)

Bitch you got some ass, you better shake it (ah, yeah)

Flex some money, we gon' take it (hm, yeah, gang)

Rock out, you got the Glock you better pop out (huh)

This the real high school drop out (drop out)

If you get kicked out, you better stay out (out)

And we gotta blitz on 'em for that RaRa (blitz, yeah)

I don't give a fuck, bitch I'll rob yo nigga, give a fuck how you're feelin'

I just wanna fuck, I do not want dealings (dealings, yeah)

If he's talkin' crazy nigga we gon' spill him (spill him, yeah)