[Verse 1: 22Gz]
Show no remorse (Show no remose)
Walkin' them blickys, lightin' this shit like the fourth (Blicky, blicky, twirl, twirl)
Is you ready for war? (Is you ready for war? Pussy)
All we know, droppin' them windows, slidin' them doors (Droppin' them windows, slidin' them doors)
You turn to a corpse (Blicky, man down, man down)
We catch him lackin'? We sendin' him straight to the Lord (Skrrt, skrrt, skkrt)
We in the store (Twirl, twirl)
Pull out the blicky, put hoes in this Christian Dior (Gang, gang, gang)

[Chorus: Slayter]
I'm ready for war (Ready for war, yeah)
We ain't goin' back and forth, you n***as poor (You n***as poor)
Bitch, let's up the score (Just up the score)
Yeah, I hit up Dior and buy the store (I buy the store, bitch)
My bitch from the lord
Yeah, bought the bitch uptown, let her explore (Let her explore)
Tell her, "The world is yours" (The world is yours)
We celebrate when bodies hit the floor (When the bodies drop)

[Verse 2: Slayter]
Yeah, bodies droppin', it's a celebration (It's a celebration)
You a bitch n***a, that's just my observation
Feds did a sweep, we was on vacation
Touched a hunnid G's, n***as started hatin' (Yeah)
I'm with 22Gz, [?] speed racing (Yeah)
Seen a n***a bleed, his face on the pavement (Damn)
I just threw my ice on the floor and started skating (And started skating)
I just want the head from the bitch, no conversation (No conversation)
[Chorus: Slayter]
I'm ready for war (Ready for war, yeah)
We ain't goin' back and forth, you n***as poor (You n***as poor)
Bitch, let's up the score (Let's up the score)
Yeah, I hit up Dior and buy the store (I buy the store, bitch)
My bitch from the [?]
Yeah, bought the bitch uptown, let her explore (Look around, bitch)
Tell her, "The world is yours" (The world is yours)
We celebrate when bodies hit the floor (Ayy) (When the bodies drop)

[Verse 3: Maxo Kream]
N***a, fuck your clique, the opps ain't shit
Beatin' on your chest like a goddamn gorilla
Same opp got killed, now ain't that a bitch?
Everybody cryin', screamin' out they miss him
My partner got killed, I ain't doin' no cryin'
[?] I'm slidin'
Talkin' on the 'gram like you really be ridin'
Never seen you on the block, man, you must be hidin'
He must be scared 'cause people keep dyin'
My n***as on go, [?] killin' they wylin'
So much drugs, don't need a prescription
Your homie got killed and you still ain't do shit
Maxo Kream, call me Maxo [?]
All the opps get shot in the field, can't kill us
Fuck n***a talkin' 'bout [?] killer
He ain't never killed no [?] n***a
[Chorus: Slayter]
I'm ready for war (Ready for war, yeah)
We ain't goin' back and forth, you n***as poor (You n***as poor)
Bitch, let's up the score (Let's up the score)
Yeah, I hit up Dior and buy the store (I buy the store, bitch)
My bitch from the [?]
Yeah, bought the bitch uptown, let her explore (Look around, bitch)
Tell her, "The world is yours" (The world is yours)
We celebrate when bodies hit the floor (When the bodies drop)