[Intro]
Rocktee 'bout to run it up
[Chorus]
War zone, tell them pussy niggas lay low
I got me some shooters in the cut, they love Dracos
And it ain't no question, they gon' move when I say so
Face shot, bitch, we tryna leave the case closed
One drop, but it feel like I need eight more
I got plenty money but I like to make more
Spoil the bitch, so she hate it when I say no
Ain't got time for that shit, I swear I hate hoes
[Verse]
Had to fall back from the bullshit and get straight to dough
Yeah, I used to be a local, now I'm 'cross the globe
All these boogers in my jewelry like a snotty nose
Bitch looked at me and was shocked like she just saw a ghost
Yeah, yeah, Gucci on my toes
Yeah, they speakin' on my name but they don't really know
Bitch, I really mean business, fuck what you was told
Out of line, and you gotta get hit with the pole
Pressure comin' my direction and I never fold
Pussy boy, you better not play, gon' leave your face swole
Never change on who I love 'cause they was there the most
Heart cold, that's the reason I don't trust a soul
[Chorus]
War zone, tell them pussy niggas lay low
I got me some shooters in the cut, they love Dracos
And it ain't no question, they gon' move when I say so
Face shot, bitch, we tryna leave the case closed
One drop, but it feel like I need eight more
I got plenty money but I like to make more
Spoil the bitch, so she hate it when I say no
Ain't got time for that shit, I swear I hate hoes
[Outro]
I swear I hate hoes
Hate it when I say no
Tryna leave the case closed
Bitch, we love them Dracos
Grah, baow, case closed
Bitch, we gon' leave your face swole
23 shit, we on go
Rocktee 'bout to run it up
