"Fake War Stories" lyrics
Huh, Huh, Ah, Woah (Woah Woah Hmm)
BL, BL (Chapo) Yeah, BL, BL, Hm
I kick shit like kickstand
With the band, Bwhoa on more than the gram
Nigga want smoke with the Mobb, but they know how I am
I ain't goin' for nun, 12 saw me, thumb on the gun, hope this bitch don't jam
I wanna get so high, never land
Masked the fuck, locked up, I ain't go to sleep, till the A.M
I'ma backstabber, He a fake friend
I'ma do the job, like a grown man
Opps see Lil Glokk, they like "Oh, Man"
Know he finna die, look at that F.N
I'm still alive, I'm like Amen
Whats in my pockets? It's some dead men
And free my bruddas out that damn can
And I drop a 20, Just to get em gone
I won't talk to 12, still ain't goin' home
I ain't tryna talk, I'm just tryna bone
Don't wanna hear yo mouth, Just wanna hear you moan
Free JuGliz, caught a elbow
Sometimes, think he the devil
Gotta keep my head on swivel
I'd just whack his ass, wouldn't even diss him
I don't love her, wouldn't even kiss her
That hoe butt-hurt, get a tissue
And this money on me, look like Skittles
I'm the youngin, when they get belittled
Which way you wanna go? The worst way?
Baby do you like my Russian AK?
Every time they see the vamp they may-day
Bitch you got some ass, you better shake it
Especially money, we gon' take it
Rockout, If you got the Glock you better pop out
This the real high school drop out
If you get kicked out, you better stay out
And we got the blitz on 'em for that RaRa
I don't give a fuck, bitch I'll rob yo nigga, give a fuck how you feelin'
I just wanna fuck, I do not want dealings
If he talkin' crazy nigga we gon' spill him
If he talkin' crazy, pump up my Adrenalin
If you ain't talkin' money, boy that shit irrelevant
Boy look at that fye, boy, that hoe so deadly
Do you wanna die?, pussy boy, we all on that
I just need one whoa, bet you they get jacked
This BL life, this shit action packed
This shit can get wicked, nigga, this ain't that
Tellin' fake war stories, I don't wanna hear that cap
BL, BL (Chapo) Yeah, BL, BL, Hm
I kick shit like kickstand
With the band, Bwhoa on more than the gram
Nigga want smoke with the Mobb, but they know how I am
I ain't goin' for nun, 12 saw me, thumb on the gun, hope this bitch don't jam
I wanna get so high, never land
Masked the fuck, locked up, I ain't go to sleep, till the A.M
I'ma backstabber, He a fake friend
I'ma do the job, like a grown man
Opps see Lil Glokk, they like "Oh, Man"
Know he finna die, look at that F.N
I'm still alive, I'm like Amen
Whats in my pockets? It's some dead men
And free my bruddas out that damn can
And I drop a 20, Just to get em gone
I won't talk to 12, still ain't goin' home
I ain't tryna talk, I'm just tryna bone
Don't wanna hear yo mouth, Just wanna hear you moan
Free JuGliz, caught a elbow
Sometimes, think he the devil
Gotta keep my head on swivel
I'd just whack his ass, wouldn't even diss him
I don't love her, wouldn't even kiss her
That hoe butt-hurt, get a tissue
And this money on me, look like Skittles
I'm the youngin, when they get belittled
Which way you wanna go? The worst way?
Baby do you like my Russian AK?
Every time they see the vamp they may-day
Bitch you got some ass, you better shake it
Especially money, we gon' take it
Rockout, If you got the Glock you better pop out
This the real high school drop out
If you get kicked out, you better stay out
And we got the blitz on 'em for that RaRa
I don't give a fuck, bitch I'll rob yo nigga, give a fuck how you feelin'
I just wanna fuck, I do not want dealings
If he talkin' crazy nigga we gon' spill him
If he talkin' crazy, pump up my Adrenalin
If you ain't talkin' money, boy that shit irrelevant
Boy look at that fye, boy, that hoe so deadly
Do you wanna die?, pussy boy, we all on that
I just need one whoa, bet you they get jacked
This BL life, this shit action packed
This shit can get wicked, nigga, this ain't that
Tellin' fake war stories, I don't wanna hear that cap
Writer(s): Alexander Quezada, Alex Alvarado
