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WAR
by OTW EMPIRE
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O-T-W, Robless this mo'fucka up
Birds of a feather flock together in the hawk, Changing up the weather, pinky ring got different
Rocks, Play a different beat, Thave keep rapping, ain't
Gon' stop, Show up at your door with the goons, ain't
Gon' knock, Fendi all my facts, why they calling all the
Shots, Avoiding all that tax, if you paid it took
A loss, White chocolate, the past, perfect timing
Check the clock, Watch em turn to ash, think you him, but you
Not, She wear skims that I bought, wearing Tims
In New York, How bout zins, how bout not, it depends
What we on, Yeah, don't get it construed we still
Chasing all that buzz, Dodging red and blues, pay no mind to no Fuzz,
Army, the color my Jeep, lil' boy, I'm From the north
She suck it up hadda tease, while we runnin up the score
Yeah, we got this hoe on knees, getting packs from the porch
And you ain't even need this pass, ain't a port
They been actin like a clown while I'm fuckin on a freak
I've been in and out of town, get my bread up keep receipt
Hope to sell out rolling loud with the wham, gettin geeked
While Red push the pound, yeah the pressure ain't free
Ain't giving no hugs, rolling drugs with the plugs
Yeah, Rolling up an eighth, why you smoking on a dub
Yeah, Making base with music, but it ready for the clubs
Yeah, O.T. Dub, we do this and we still ain't had enough
Yeah, Ain't puffing no cigs, rolling woods on the porch
Yeah, Sometimes smoke the rig, why you playing, pass the torch
Yeah, Chasing all these bands, making plans out the north
Yeah, oh she got a man's, why she playing, she a whore, yeah
O-T-W, Robless this mo'fucka up
Birds of a feather flock together in the hawk, Changing up the weather, pinky ring got different
Rocks, Play a different beat, Thave keep rapping, ain't
Gon' stop, Show up at your door with the goons, ain't
Gon' knock, Fendi all my facts, why they calling all the
Shots, Avoiding all that tax, if you paid it took
A loss, White chocolate, the past, perfect timing
Check the clock, Watch em turn to ash, think you him, but you
Not, She wear skims that I bought, wearing Tims
In New York, How bout zins, how bout not, it depends
What we on, Yeah, don't get it construed we still
Chasing all that buzz, Dodging red and blues, pay no mind to no Fuzz,
Army, the color my Jeep, lil' boy, I'm From the north
She suck it up hadda tease, while we runnin up the score
Yeah, we got this hoe on knees, getting packs from the porch
And you ain't even need this pass, ain't a port
They been actin like a clown while I'm fuckin on a freak
I've been in and out of town, get my bread up keep receipt
Hope to sell out rolling loud with the wham, gettin geeked
While Red push the pound, yeah the pressure ain't free
Ain't giving no hugs, rolling drugs with the plugs
Yeah, Rolling up an eighth, why you smoking on a dub
Yeah, Making base with music, but it ready for the clubs
Yeah, O.T. Dub, we do this and we still ain't had enough
Yeah, Ain't puffing no cigs, rolling woods on the porch
Yeah, Sometimes smoke the rig, why you playing, pass the torch
Yeah, Chasing all these bands, making plans out the north
Yeah, oh she got a man's, why she playing, she a whore, yeah
