Butta B - War Ready

〈Chorus〉
Ouu Im all the way up to the moon, I didn't have a silver spoon
Her pussy is wet as a pool I just hopped inside of a Coupe
I just bought me a new rogue
I stick to the code to the rules
We ready for war tie your boots

〈Verse 1〉
I'm tired of these niggas be telling me how the fuck they feel
(I really is)
But really I'm down I grind in they face and niggas be frowning
(These niggas be frowning)
Theses niggas will act like they you're
Homie but they bе out to get you
I been trying get to this money
I been trying gеt to this paper
I been trying feed my family
Everybody ask what I do
I say ima rapper too
You say you a rapper ouu
I know these niggas be talking about me when I'm gone
I don't give a fuck about the cuz these niggas they wrong
I know I'm not
I spent a thousands for this poncho
Yeah they ask what it is
I just lost a friend over a bitch
Yeah it is what is
We just made a Hunnit grand in the spot we in it to win
My uncle showed me how to whip the pot I pull off the top
I run it up all on these 20s, and, 50s, and 100s
Niggas be talking about this and that
They don't really do nothing
(No of that nothing)
These niggas ran it up off of Pua
I get a millie then watch me go dua
{Chorus〉
Ouuuuu Im all the way up to the moon, I didn't have a silver spoon
Her pussy is wet as a pool
I just hopped inside of a Coupe
I just bought me a new rogue
I stick to the code to the rules
We ready for war tie your boots

〈Verse 2〉
Ready for war
Yeah I'm ready for war
They come in the door we pop at his head he down to floor (That fuck nigga gone)
These bitches ain't nothing to me cuz they really be lining you up (Lining you up)
But I'm fucking her good she pulling
My hair she say it got long
When I land to Atlanta went to
Waffle House (Waffle house)
I'm balling like I'm 2chainz in the trap house
Balenciagas On my feet
Bad bitch don't speak
I flew her out until the weekend
I'm singing like I'm the weekend
Diamonds look like glitter when they sitting on my chest (No cap)
I don't give a fuck when it comes to my ex (Nahhh)
I'm not no liar, I'm not no liar
Fly high ima flyer drip star you know that
All black like Kodak Fuck with me get a toe tag
Ball hard no lay up, Rolls Royce look like a spaceship
The gang keep like four clips Dick stay on her lips
Fall in to the abyss, Fall in to the abyss
〈Chorus〉
Ouuuuu Im all the way up to the moon, I didn't have a silver spoon
Her pussy is wet as a pool, I just hopped inside of a Coupe
I just bought me a new rogue
I stick to the code to the rules
We ready for war tie your boots