Warzone (feat. Hooddeleon)

We might turn this shit into a war zone Nigga gon' play with the bro and I might have To pop his dome Nigga don't play with the bread or I might Have to get him gone Nigga done turned into a fed man, he somethin Like Karl Malone Niggas, they really be fed, tryna see just What I be on I'm tryna get my neck wet, I might have to Have Avion Whole lotta drug money, set man, they judge This shit, I be on, yeah That lil' bitch not a fleck, man, that bitch Is a Rolling Stone, yeah Deeski gon' ride with the stick, well I know I gotta keep a chrome Slide through Clayco, you know we got Draco's We just tryna make it home On the southside, you know I got contacts Them folks below and up my phone I can never go and rush the process, I had to hop in my zone I had to hop in my zone, mixin' off white with The V-Lone You know my shit, what every time I drop it Playin' cool, but I really can pop it Playin' crazy, I can make it to Pops Boy, that nigga ain't racin' with me ASF, nigga, ain't shit free Then you know how that I'm feelin' this game, so you know I ride with the skis, yeah I want you, want you to be here, yeah These niggas can't f*ck with the team, nah Why your bitch wanna f*ck off the beans, yeah F*ck crazy, straight rip, I can see, yeah Buy that money, you know I ain't green Green, that's like a Keegan, not a Bean Double cup, fell in love with lean Doubled up, now we gettin' green Home of one and popped out with a queen I got my guala up and popped up in McQueen I got my dollar up and turned into a king It wasn't hard for us, it started from a dream