Warhol.ss - War Ready lyrics

[Intro: UnoTheActivist & Warhol] Aye, man f** that n***a What, what, what, what Why you got that sh** on you, go and track that sh** [?] on you Brrt [Chorus: Warhol] Trips 'round town, get it by the muscle Real street n***a, all I know is hustle Mind still rollin', (codeine what I guzzle) Talk steady with me, bark and get bit Couple hoes with you, but they all hit Gang ridin' with me, take a couple pics (Your b**h poppin' out, know she doin' dick) I can't feel the pain, but I'm on a tab Work it like a stain, I can't get attached Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the batch Hoe'n so official, raised like a champ Certified n***a, hit her with a stamp Catch a n***a slippin', light him like a lamp War ready, leave a n***a real damp [Verse 1: Warhol] Speakin' of demons, I roll with a couple Got 500 shooters, they ready to rumble He buildin' a empire, we make it crumble That chopper go off, make a lil n***a shuffle Say he want smoke, n***a, don't make me chuckle (I walk with a needle, we bustin' these bubbles) We walk in with 30s, won't see us in scuffles [Verse 2: UnoTheActivist] (b**h!) Ooh, he see us, he in trouble Double tap him, I believe he seein' double Beat him 'til I see the bone from the knuckle Knuck if you buck, but, lil n***a, do not buckle Ooh, what, Pillsbury Dough Only see the money, damn, it make me choke See me with your b**h in NOBU, I'm a s**er s** on this dick, bring the head in like a huddle [Verse 3: Warhol] Whoa, hit her from the back Whoa, make her pull up covers He informin', I don't talk to undercovers NLMB, n***a, never leave my brothers Whoa, prayin' for my n***as, know they go through struggles f**in' on that ho and pa** it to my brother Choppa on me, hit that n***a and he stumble (Choppa on me, on me, me, me! whoa!) [Chorus: Warhol.ss] Trips 'round town, get it by the muscle Real street n***a, all I know is hustle Mind still rollin', codeine what I guzzle Talk steady with me, bark and get bit Couple hoes with you, but they all hit Gang ridin' with me, take a couple pics Your b**h poppin' out, know she doin' dick (dicks!) I can't feel the pain, but I'm on a tab Work it like a stain, I can't get attached Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the batch Hoe'n so official, raised like a champ Certified n***a, hit her with a stamp Catch a n***a slippin', light him like a lamp War ready, leave a n***a real damp [Verse 4: UnoTheActivist] Assault rifles in the minivan, shh, ooh Movin' bodies in a minivan She ain't hard, she just a mini ten He ain't hard, he just a minute man My n***as on the beat like Timbaland Feelin' the heat, I keep cool like the ceiling fan Mystery Van what we sittin' in [Verse 5: Warhol] Breakin' her back, aye, she just might need a chiropractor These n***as talk for they health, but I never see action, like he a real actor Uh, whoa, scrape it like Peewee Aye, water my neck like a Fiji Water lil p**y, she f** up the sheets Breakin' the huddle, we play for the keeps [Verse 6: Warhol & UnoTheActivist] Can't see these n***as like Stevie Wonder Wonder if you ever seen a dead body wanderin', ooh Sometimes I wonder if this life is worth sufferin' Bullets gon' come fly in flurries, if this sh** stop, it's 'cause my gun bufferin' If I got beef with a n***a then I'm not gon' take that sh** publicly, f** publicity [Chorus: Warhol.ss] (Trips 'round town, get it by the muscle) Real street n***a, all I know is hustle Mind still rollin', (codeine what I guzzle) Talk steady with me, bark and get bit Couple hoes with you, but they all hit Gang ridin' with me, take a couple pics Your b**h poppin' out, (know she doin' dick) I can't feel the pain, but I'm on a tab Work it like a stain, I can't get attached Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the batch Hoe'n so official, raised like a champ Certified n***a, hit her with a stamp Catch a n***a slippin', light him like a lamp War ready, leave a n***a real damp [Outro: Warhol] Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah!