[Verse 1: Richie Bux]
I gotta pocket full of barrels actin' VP
Two guns, I'm three deep
N***a flex, it's GG, so keke
[?] and the nighttime and like [?] we come around
[?] and you see war fellas
Not go [?], we go there
I'm a young n***a with them big talks
Like pop one I be [?]
Sticked up no homo but
The opps hurt like Romo
Dog with me like a cujo
T showin like [?]
Go dolo, them .44s
Then payout with a makeout

[Hook: Richie Bux]
And it was war my n***as
We luv dem gun sounds, luv dem luv dem gun sounds
Luv dem gun sounds, luv dem luv dem gun sounds
Luv dem gun sounds, luv dem luv dem gun sounds
And it was war my n***as
We luv dem gun sounds, luv dem luv dem gun sounds
Luv dem gun sounds, luv dem luv dem gun sounds
Luv dem gun sounds, luv dem luv dem gun sounds

[Verse 2: ZOTiYAC]
.38 in my hoodie pocket walking through the halls
In the stalls, I'm ballin', nickel badges, tryna get 'em all
Make a call, this the rest of day, I ain't learn shit at all, I'm wit it all
That click clack, no chit chat but let my pistol talk, that n***a
If he pull up, put a stack on his head
He don't pay the next then he dead
Got a dot on my thang and it's red
I put my trust in that, ain't fuckin' wit no feds
Morbid, do da dash
This on me, we movin' fast
Po po on our ass like what we 'pose to do with that
Heist still in the pen they ship him to his unit's field
But when he get out, [?] might come hold the mil
A house up on the hills, these hoes they go head over heels
I bought my dope for real, pick up that cup the [?}
She told me throw the skills, smokin' on dope, that overkill
This supersoaker peel, n***as dippin' like salsa [?]
You feel old and broke, fuck tryna get a deal
Poppin' pills, you the type to buy all the shit I deal
Roll it up, no you can't get a hit 'cause you can't smoke wit us
Don't want no smoke wit us, he try me, his body get broken up