FMB DZ
War Going On
[Intro]
(Getta Beats)
Whoop, yeah
Talk to 'em

[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
It's a war going on on outside
Keep the blick on, got me riding round with a fully with a switch on
N***as getting dropped where I'm from, n***as barely fight
My young n***a got hit a couple times, but he gon' be aight
I spent a thousand dollars for this pop, I'm scared to take a sip
Don't stand too close to me, you might get shot, 'cause I can't take the risk
Catch a rap n***a I don't like, we gon' take his kit
Caught the pussy n***a at the light, made him stop the whip
Streets know when it come to me, it get nasty
I'm a gangsta and a gentleman, let's keep it classy
Big dog, got the opps scared to walk past, yeah
Big press, we ain't giving no n***a no pass
We'll let a hundred shots off, then hit the dash
Once the apes get on a n***a ass, you know it's bad
Talk smoke, this shit on the floor, he know what that means
Hit Revive and I spend 'bout five on two pairs of jeans
Rich n***a, riding through the hood with my ceiling gone
I think karma on my ass 'cause I've been living wrong
Pull up looking like the Birdman, my bitch pigeon-toed
Feel like Frank Lucas, I was at the fight with my chinchilla on
[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
Feel like Nicky Barnes, walk around with this blue dog shit
I'm at DZ's show, I'm at Sada's show and we all lit
I can't hang around no n***a that's on soft shit
Young n***a hang with grown n***as, I do boss shit
Drop the top on a Lambo, not a silicone
Used to like the bitch 'til I hit her ass, now my feelings gone
Fuck the industry, tell them put some real n***as on
I get fly, I came just to talk, I ain't gotta flip my phone
Let me hear DZ Whoop, we gon' hit his dome
When Skilla shoot the Glock, bull's-eye, I'm gon' get it gone
Fast Money big squad, a bunch of apes with chinchillas on
Westside n***as get you stepped on in a 50 zone
Left a call bitch after I got right 'cause she did me wrong
Know I had to get my hustle right, nobody put me on
Ball like Syracuse, started off with like two three zones
DZ make the chopper sing, sound like a Lucci song