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war - gg lownkey 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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