popout4x - war wit iran lyrics
[intro: al pacino]
“do you wanna go to war? do you wanna go to war? we’ll take you to war. okay?”
[chorus]
(suwoo) n+gga said he wan’ go to war
ion gotta do sh+t just to f+ck on ya wh0re
n+gga think he a demon we kick his door
das+das your glock? imma take yours
bi+b+tch you broke, you don’t get racks
i+i+i run+i run money up, i don’t rap
you+y+y+you can run up on me b+tch the glock give out toe tag
i been jugging sh+t since like a freshman, no cap
twin gotta ar he start spraying
block dat bih’, she was playing
kick yo door, you not staying
nah i ain’t playing
and+and a hoe off the xans
lil n+gga i don’t even f+ck with xans
[verse 1]
b+tch+b+tch i just spent 3 f+cking racks up on these pants
and a lil hoe say “pull up ya pants”
big+ass glock can’t pull up my pants (go)
had to ki+had to kidnap one of ya mans
do him like cartel we gon’ cut off your hands yea
[verse 2]
yea+yeah, if i get jumped
yea my n+ggas gon’ come with some guns
you finna get jumped think you running the ones
you’ll think sh+t’s sweet but i got that pump
fle+fle+flexing bands yea
f+ck yo hoe, she ran
i gotta glock, i ain’t using no hands
te+tell me the plan
try+tryn’ go to war, wit’ iran
[al pacino]
“do you wanna go to war? do you wanna go to war? we’ll take you to war. okay?”
[chorus]
(suwoo) n+gga said he wan’ go to war
ion gotta do sh+t just to f+ck on ya wh0re
n+gga think he a demon we kick his door
das+das your glock? imma take yours
bi+b+tch you broke, you don’t get racks
i+i+i run+i run money up, i don’t rap
you+y+y+you can run up on me b+tch the glock give out toe tag
i been jugging sh+t since like a freshman, no cap
twin gotta ar he start spraying
block dat bih’, she was playing
kick yo door, you not staying
nah i ain’t playing
and+and a hoe off the xans
lil n+gga i don’t even f+ck with xans
[verse 1]
(suwoo) b+tch+b+tch i just spent 3 f+cking racks up on these pants
and a lil hoe say “pull up ya pants”
big+ass glock can’t pull up my pants (go)
had to ki+had to kidnap one of ya mans
do him like cartel we gon’ cut off your hands yea
[verse 2]
yea+yeah, if i get jumped (go go)
yea my n+ggas gon’ come with some guns
you finna get jumped think you running the ones
you’ll think sh+t’s sweet but i got that pump
fle+fle+flexing bands yea
f+ck yo hoe, she ran
i gotta glock, i ain’t using no hands
te+tell me the plan
try+tryn’ go to war, wit’ iran
[outro]
“im sick of this assh0l+, get rid of him!”
“get outta my sight”
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