Warlords

Gang (30)

(Ayo 22, this is a bad boy beat)

Best mind when you look at drillers round here, you can get your head pushed back

White and brown, you know I'm gonna push that

Jump out the ride till you're up on my crook, now

Jump off the back of the ped with a book bag

All 13 of my **** done did it

Big sticks like man's playing cricket

I'm still trying to do it like- did it

Funny how them boys, they run when I fidget

I'm filled with my tiny hitters, you know I'm gonna get smashed, love riding things

And you know I'm OT winning, come dust this shit like them dinners

And if you see that photo skidding, I'm going OT, I'm taking a mission

How many times did I pedal by a wrist? Get big rambo, trying to itch it and twist it (how many?)

Plus a few of my **** in the system, outplayed off the insane, they're sibling (big bro, big bro)

And you in the trouble, my pitbulls get ran dead, they got me real vicious

Slap that off, they don't care about your missive

And hitman's way too active, he love riding round in a

I spin round any ox, man, ying it

Samurai on the bike, just twinning

Spin had six and the boy just kicking

Tryna tell my man to evict him

Plug in a sock on the wing, man, swing it

I don't know why they talking to G's then (why they talk like?)

I saw a puffy bro got blabbed

And got chinged in a can then (wet)

Free KT! (Free him)

He lovin' my rev and go (rev and go)

So we just rev and go

I hit the up lock and I'm fully on smoke

We outside, we don't do it for Snapchat (no way)

Jayce said it was me and the hashtag (ah)

They couldn't prove that, so I bust that

And try to know where them outlaws

We bangos for the cause

We trap hard 24s

Can never put it on pause

Unless riding on your coach

We zero check the scoreboards

We move keys and cut more corners

Calling Hackney with some warlords

We know where them outlaws

We bangos for the cause

We trap hard 24s

Can never put it on pause

Unless riding on your coach

We zero check the scoreboards

We move keys and cut more corners

Calling Hackney with some warlords

I'm all for that shit, my revision

Bust my gun on the road

Say may I swing my shank in prison

Now I'm about speed and precision (tell it)

Let me see you in Norway, I'ma listen (no)

Shoot some flesh on my Bora

Please step down, I'ma make her glisten that's a demonic transition (no telling)

I'm a gunman, not a politician

Let me make a proposition, you bring yours, I'll bring mine

I'll swap your life for ammunition (no telling)

I used to spend my nights in the kitchen (no)

I was just funding a war

For all of my drillers, I'm told I'm missing

So live through the inquisitions (no telling)

Kings of the ape but you already knew that (no)

Booting's us, man, do that (bow!)

Man's hurt till his eyes turn blue-black (blue-black)

In a new pack, so I'm on mandems

Them sendin' one or two (one or two)

Can I send one or two of them gulag? (One or two)

Window down, lean, lock it and shoot that (no telling)

I don't wanna prove that

She wanna get lit-lit

She wanna lick on the tip, that's tally (whoa)

Hey, boys, turn up the borough

Give me the glee, I'll go there gladly (right now, right now)

They wanna be bad so badly

'Til we pull up on his curtains

Nose out, sabo, we don't stop circling

'Til we put down one person

And try to know where them outlaws

We bangos for the cause

We trap hard 24s

Can never put it on pause

Unless riding on your coach

We zero check the scoreboards

We move keys and cut more corners

Calling Hackney with some warlords

We know where them outlaws

We bangos for the cause

We trap hard 24s

Can never put it on pause

Unless riding on your coach

We zero check the scoreboards

We move keys and cut more corners (no telling)

Calling Hackney with some warlords

Ayo 22, this is a bad boy beat (30)