War Time - Rah Swish

9 shots in the Ruger

I got that Mr. Get Em Off Me

I got that Mr. Get Em Off Me

If they tryna get physical

We leavin' em' critical

I’m a different individual

We hit the mansion in the flossy

And I told her to pick a room

Shake it baby

I got her shakin it fast like she listen to Mythical

War Time

You better come with ya Glizzy cause I know I brought mine

All stars, I’m with a whole buncha A’s like a good ass report card

Told her, «Baby I cannot love you, I got too much war scars»

But I beat the pussy like

I’m tryna catch me another assault charge

For some reason, I’m who they mention whenever they get around thot bitches

That’s side business

Come to me tryna relay the message, I do not listen

But I watch vivid

While they feel comfortable, tellin you shit about me then the

Plot thicken, I get the Glock cookin

Add a laser, I’m not missin'

I cannot fuck with niggas if we don’t share the same struggle

I had to get it way before rappin, finessin niggas with my main hustle

Bitch I’m cuttin you off if I find out that a lame touched you

I put the pieces together so easy like I been workin on the same puzzle

They in my DM like «Keep goin crazy, you goin up!»

I don’t give a fuck, how long I knew you?

If you not gang, then you can’t ball with us

It’s too many new niggas showin up

Put them in my shoes and they foldin up

When I get in that feelin, I’m goin dumb

Once I get in my groove, I’m t’d up

Still about my bread, no pizza

Got a (?), so we got a cleaner

Got Disco, M’s, and Visas

Can’t love no thot, no treesha

Get right, then gotta leave her

Rather get caught with it, Glock on my hip like I got a beeper

I got that Mr. Get Em Off Me

If they tryna get physical

We leavin' em' critical

I’m a different individual

We hit the mansion in the flossy

And I told her to pick a room

Shake it baby

I got her shakin it fast like she listen to Mythical

War Time

You better come with ya Glizzy cause I know I brought mine

All stars, I’m with a whole buncha A’s like a good ass report card

Told her, «Baby I cannot love you, I got too much war scars»

But I beat the pussy like

I’m tryna catch me another assault charge