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WAR
Hip-Hop/Rap
WAR è stato pubblicato il 28 ottobre 2025 da GNAG MOM ENT. come parte dell'album WAR - Single
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Data di uscita28 ottobre 2025
EtichettaGNAG MOM ENT.
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MOTOR
MOTOR
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MOTOR
MOTOR
Songwriter
Cuando
Cuando
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cuando
Cuando
Producer

Testi

Jacket looking like a flak
Shit, I gotta watch my back
They'll always be on attack
Cause they ain't fitting in my bracket
Boy I'm bigger than the Mac
I'm a big rig, you a wagon
Had to get right back on track
Can't relax, I need some action
Air filling up with fragments
That boy frozen, that boy lagging
Air filling up with fragments
That boy frozen, that boy lagging
I-I balling like the Magic
I be balling like the Mavericks
Ball so hard, it's automatic
Promise you don't want no static
No TV screen, you get shattered
I ain't running out of batteries
Swing on you with the bat
Nah imma leave a pussy battered
I-I really got this shit on, you be dressing in some tatters
I-I really got this shit on, them boys dressing up in rags
Don't lie, MOTOR put you on, without me you wouldn't happen
Don't lie, MOTOR put you on, without me you wouldn't happen
Don't lie, MOTOR put you on, without me you wouldn't happen
Don't lie, MOTOR put you on
Nah nobody want no trouble
But I already knew that
Lil bitch, MOTOR top tier, peep the new patch
He was acting weird, till I emptied out the tool bag
ARs, bullpups, glocks, and a few MACs
ARs, bullpups, glocks, and a few MACs
ARs, bullpups, glocks, and a few MACs
He was acting weird, till I emptied out the tool bag
Leaving you in fear, talking shit I wouldn't do that
Thinking you the one, imma shut em down with two straps
I'm just having fun, you don't fuck with me that's too bad
Never gonna run, out, coming with a new batch
Boy I'm never done, we with CUANDO in the stu
Fat pockets on my pants, I love counting up my loot
Matte black on the whip, I want stars all on the roof
Cash rolling in, all the time, you stuck on an excuse
Massive nugs, I be selling dimes, you be smoking boof pack
Bugging on the gas, make it disappear like poof
Bad luck, come from entitlement, I can't pick and choose
Fast track, what I'm on, see me rolling by, I zoom
Nappy ass motherfuckers, ain't tryna see me bloom
Sappy ass motherfuckers, got no bread and make no moves
Wraps, what's it's bouta be, fuck with me you meet your doom
Clapped, what I'm bouta be, when I'm blowing out the fumes
Shoutout Dom and shoutout Jay, they want me to make some boom bap
I been working hard, got hella shit coming soon
Dad and Mom up in the sky, like the sun and like the moon
Dad and Mom up in the sky, like the sun and like the moon
Dad and Mom up in the sky, like the sun and like the moon
Dad and Mom up in the sky, like the sun and like the moon
Dad and Mom up in the sky, like the sun and like the moon
Nah nobody want no trouble
But I already knew that
Lil bitch, MOTOR top tier, peep the new patch
He was acting weird, till I emptied out the tool bag
ARs, bullpups, glocks, and a few MACs
ARs, bullpups, glocks, and a few MACs
ARs, bullpups, glocks, and a few MACs
He was acting weird, till I emptied out the tool bag
Leaving you in fear, talking shit I wouldn't do that
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jacket, J-J-Jacket
Jacket looking like a flak
Shit, I gotta watch my back
They'll always be on attack
Cause they ain't fitting in my bracket
Boy I'm bigger than the Mac
I'm a big rig, you a wagon
Had to get right back on track
Can't relax, I need some action
Can't relax, I need some action
Written by: Cuan Do, MO TOR
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