War Time Lyrics

9 shots in the Ruger

I got that Mr. Get Em Off Me



[Hook]

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



[Verse]

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



[Hook]

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