[Chorus]

If it's war, then we're ready, dawg, ayy

Shot my nerve with machete, dawg, ayy

Whre the bad bitch, and that bitch get me very hard, ayy

Ride for my niggas, my niggas, they shooting stars, Lord

But this is how we do it

I caught the wave, I had to beat you to it

Mase in my Jelas, had these bitches looking'

If trapping's dead, tell me why we're juggin'

Ooh, like nigga, ooh

[Verse 1]

I said, where's the food?

It's a stick-up, I don't wanna see nobody move

I'm loose, I think I lost a screw

I'm in that hoopty when I skirr on you

Foreign coups, tell them drop the roof

Came hеre with nothing, so how can I lose?

It's true, I brought thе juice

Hit her from the back 'cause, babes, I like the view

Still rep that block, I hope I make it off

Whip that blow, turn that grub to rock

I'm sipping’ meds, my bitch just sip Cîroc

Don't give me stress, babes, I just want some top

I'm in the trap house, all my niggas flipping'

I'm Michael Myers, tryna make a killing'

I stay saucy, all my niggas dripping'

I like my bitches pretty, I'm so picky

Call me Mr. New Wave, I brought that to my city

Trigger finger fat, my finger’s itching'

My dawgs in cunch, hiding' dope in bushes

You niggas ain't on nothing', but my youngins pulling'

[Chorus]

If it's war, then we're ready, dawg, ayy

Shot my nerve with machete, dawg, ayy

With a bad bitch, and that bitch got me very hard, ayy

Ride for my niggas, my niggas, they shooting stars

But this is how we do it

I caught the wave, I had to beat you to it

Mase in my jelas had these bitches looking'

If trapping's dead, tell me why we're juggin'

Ooh, ooh

[Verse 2]

Black trackie, pants saggin'

Big bed, I still wear a bally

I'm with the goons, smoking' Cali

Pull up in that four-door with a load of swammy

Nija boy, I still eat my Garri

Latina mommy, she call me papi

Stop selling dreams, bitch, you don't love me

Can't trust these girls, they just wanna trap me

Don't need to talk, they know what I'm on

I'm smokin’ ammy, and it's way too strong

Might take a risk, I might not use a dom

I'm five foot nine, but girl, my dick is long

And you better stay strapped

Show me the gourmet, I'll come and take that

Pull up on your block, let it spray, call it payback

'Cause these oppers are lying', they never state facts

[Chorus]

If it's war, then we're ready, dawg, ayy

Shot my nerve with machete, dawg, ayy

With a bad bitch, and that bitch get me very hard, ayy

Ride for my niggas, my niggas, they shooting stars

But this is how we do it

I caught the wave, I had to beat you to it

Mase in my jelas had these bitches looking'

If trapping's dead, tell me why we're juggin'

Ooh