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gg lownkey - war lyrics

[intro]
(you ready for war?)
(you ready for war?)
(you ready for war?)
(you ready for war?)

[chorus]
i’m pulling up with your f+cking wh0re
i don’t give a f+ck about war
and, b+tch, are you ready for war?
are you ready for war? are you ready for war?
you ready for war? i’m pulling on you and your f+cking wh0re
i don’t give a f+ck about none of that sh+t, little b+tch, i’m f+cking+
i’m f+cking slamming the door
i do not give no f+cks about what you say
i’m making all this money
off of the percocet, i’m okay

[verse 1]
no, i’m not
why you lying?
i’m pulling up on [?]
gotta po, po, po
with that motherf+cking glock
hit that n+gga up [?], going top
and i freestyle too
pull up on you, what the f+ck you finna do? if i+
swerve on the motherf+cking opps and swerve on the motherf+cking [?]
i don’t give a f+ck what you say, no, b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck bout what you gon’ say
i never gon’ cry
i don’t even care
got diamonds on my wrist, and got diamonds in my hair
and i do not give no f+cks about what they say, uh
[chorus]
i’m pulling up with your f+cking wh0re
i don’t give a f+ck about war
and, b+tch, are you ready for war?
are you ready for war? are you ready for war?
you ready for war? i’m pulling on you and your f+cking wh0re
i don’t give a f+ck about none of that sh+t, little b+tch, i’m f+cking+
i’m f+cking slamming the door
i do not give no f+cks about what you say
i’m making all this money
off of the percocet, i’m okay

[verse 2]
are you ready for war? little b+tch, [?] (you ready for+)
i’m pulling up with all the drugs, fool, it’s the f+cking ecstacy
that b+tch wanna pull up and f+ck on me, b+tch, i do not give no f+cks about what you just saying
balenciaga on my motherf+cking jacket, that [?] b+tch, want it, pull up on me habit
let’s go, let’s go
f+ck on your b+tch and i f+ck on your hoe
and i buy me a [?], i’m buying the store
i’m buying the store, b+tch, pour everywhere that i go, b+tch
you know i got more bread, b+tch, you know i get more head
i don’t give no f+cks about what can say, and my n+gga pull up, and my n+gga can spray
and i am not playing
huh, huh, i do not care
diamonds on my wrist, and my diamonds in my hair
i f+ck a b+tch and i f+ck on the chair
n+gga talk down on me, he get hit with the motherf+cking k, the motherf+cking k

- gg lownkey lyrics

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