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War

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Hip-Hop/Rap

War was released on October 26, 2022 by 051 Records as a part of the album War - Single

Song Details

AlbumWar - Single

Release DateOctober 26, 2022

Label051 Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM145

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Fivi

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Fivi

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Zoltaibeats

Mixing Engineer

BwhiteProdThat

Producer

Lyrics

Bally on quick can't roll wit' no bitch

So I put on my hood

Bally on quick can't roll with no bitch

So I put on my hood

Ay, look, ay

Bally on quick, can't roll wit' no bitch

Don't trust these pussies so I put on my hood

Opps want me dead, they're like, "Fivi don't lack"

I stay strapped with a blick so I wish that I could

Think you're gangster? All that talk on the net

Till we kick down your door and just leave your mum shook

Evil thoughts, I'm just addicted to violence

I copped me a gun but I still use that jugg

They don't spin no blocks, man

Them boys right there, they cap way too much

Then they jump in the booth

And cap in their raps

Like cunt, who the fuck have you touched?

Running through traps, man, they don't give no fucks

I was locked in the cage, they were running amok

Ay, spin the block, I think I seen an opp

Where you from lil bitch? No, you ain't one of us

**** talking like they're wit' it

Send your addy and I'ma bet I'ma spin it

They be the ones that be rapping bout guns they ain't got

Just send your drop, bitch, and I'll bring it

Pass me the strap, trynna pay 'em a visit

Can't break the code, snitch k, these **** don't get it

Put it to his top next time he lack

His girl set him up, well shoutout Bridget

Look, hit up lil Stee for that pack

Still smoking that thang, I swear to god that shit ain't cap

Scoring points like Shaq

The opps don't play defence whenever we fucking attack

Fuck all the clout, bitch, we do it for gak

Keep the blick tucked, keep that shit in my dacks

Bitch on my line, she keep hitting me up

She like, "Fivi do you love me?" I just wanna tap

Call up Demunni, jump out wit' extensions

Let the clip sing all up in one-direction

Opps on my dick but I don't give attention

Last opp that I

Had me stuck in detention

Packing that blade, you can't fuck wit' my section

It sticks out my pants and I ain't talking erection

Called me a rapper, who the fuck is he testing?

Luka pulled a hammer and taught him a lesson

Tell KBS suck a dick

Ay, spin back, who the fuck is this bitch?

Load it up, bitch, and tell him, "Eat this clip"

I keep a cannon, bitch, but I ain't getting nicked

Too many opps but they can all get blicked

Don't even know you just stay out the mix

**** be acting like they can't get hit

If you diss then congrats, bitch, you just made the list

Look, whole gang investing in 'em guns

.9 or the .22 get you bunned

Catch an opp boy and we're hawking him down

Now his mum traumatised, "Where the fuck is my son?"

I'm wit' the gang, so bitch you better run

If you ain't from the block, then bitch don't come

Bad lil bitch got me feeling like Digga

Pull out my dick on her breast I'ma bust

I'm from The Five, man, you know where we from

Sawn off the blick 'cause it was coming in long

I got the power to turn a man into a ghost

'Cause I'm tapped in the head like Tom

Bad lil bitch, yeah, she brucking her back

Yeah, she moving 'em hips when she playing my song

I'm in the whip with a fuck off blade

Ay, Luka let's smoke this cunt up in a bong

Look, ay, hit up Rambo for 'em racks

I'm wit' the gang, we don't play just go look at the stats

Pray to God that you don't lack

The last opp we caught got chinged up and that **** collapsed

Jump in the booth and I don't just rap

It's deeper than rap, it's all straight facts

Put the red dot to his head

You think he an Indian but, bitch, it's a beam from a gat

Bally on quick, can't roll wit' no bitch

Don't trust these pussies so I put on my hood

Opps want me dead, they're like, "Fivi don't lack"

I stay strapped with a blick so I wish that I could

Think you're gangster? All that talk on the net

Till we kick down your door and just leave your mum shook

Evil thoughts, I'm just addicted to violence

I copped me a gun but I still use that jugg

Written by: Fivi

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