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tanks out - obry lyrics

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[chorus]
ready for war i’m bringing out the tanks
before i celebrate i’m spitting on his grave
living like it’s gta i’m aiming for the brain
made that n*gga mia this sh*t is not a game

[verse]
yea i feel the hate i can see it on their face
i got so much money, money make me go insane
and i find it funny that these n*ggas think we gang
he a serpant in our grass so we cut em like a snake
i’m bringing out the gang if a n*gga try and play
i’m pulling out the k if you n*ggas run away
staying out the way i be in my own lane
she like pills she like s*x and she love cocain

boy my money spread i got money i can waste
loving all this money i be laughing to the bank
walking with my bands yea i carry pocket change
she know she like to f*ck me and i know she ain’t no saint

pistol packing
boy you know you really lacking
never acting
all this money i been stacking
never asking
if i want it ima grab it
never acting
why you capping while you rapping

i got so much money i don’t care bout what you saying
you ain’t really like that who are you portraying
no b*tch i ain’t playing choppa get to spraying
no b*tch i can’t lose b*tch im steady gaining

[chorus]
ready for war i’m bringing out the tanks
before i celebrate i’m spitting on his grave
living like it’s gta i’m aiming for the brain
made that n*gga mia this sh*t is not a game

- obry lyrics

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