Letra de War With The Devil
Uh-uh, uh
Uh, Cash made the beat, you know the fuck goin' on
Hold on, hold on, hold on (Yeah)
Uh, Cash made the beat, you know the fuck goin' on
Hold on, hold on, hold on (Yeah)
There go Kylan, he be wildin'
This a foreign car, we got hella guns in here (Hella guns)
Sippin' Wockhardt, lean, and I start switching gears (Sippin' what?)
Ain't coming to no show if I don’t see my fucking niggas here (My lil' bro)
He said that his bitch for me, out of nowhere, then the smoke appeared
A Pierre around my neck, I can't sleep, I need some rest (I know it)
He sent the triple threat, if you my bitch, then you act like my pet (You my bitch)
And I drop the chеck, the people thinking that I placеd a bet (I placed a bet)
Took a L, a hundred racks, should I go Maybach or a 'Vet? (Skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, I don't know (I don't know)
Told Red that I got him and I put that on my soul (I'm sorry)
Put that shit on my big bro, we shoot shit like a B.O. 4
And I cannot sell my soul (Oh, nah)
This choppa knockin' at your door 'cause we don't shoot unless it's smoke
Is he coming out?
Is you gon' fuck the gang? (You gon' fuck or what?)
She say, "I'm a shooter, baby", I know, I shoot fire flames (Oh, yeah)
We can fuck a lot, but baby know that I can't be your man
They say ever since I got some fame that I don't act the same (There go Kylan)
How they go?
You been at my nigga, I don't got no picture, it's whatever (Huh)
I’m at war with the devil, it's just me and my heavy metal
Been tryna change for the better, tell my niggas that I got them
And we all gon' stick together 'cause birds tend to flock together (There go Kylan)
I'm a big stepper, I'm a mad man
Twin bangin' from left hand, front niggas throwing trash cans (What it do? What it do?)
I ain't have no pistol, that was back then
Run up on me now, I bet I'm never lacking, on God
Don't ask me 'bout no drill if you wasn't there (Don't ask it, nigga)
Ayy, I've been having problems with my mental health (Just go)
Try to stay away from beef, but the smoke in the air (It's blowin')
I'm waiting on Jay to get released, shit my big brother real (Real)
Real nigga, but the OG call me big dog (Big dog)
I was tryna play by, but that ain't work for me at all
And I'm staying on top, you ain't have 13's on that wall (You ain't have it)
And the Perky got fentanyl, I seen that work crack, just admit it house, on God, nigga (That's on God)
Shit, what you saying?
I don't owe a nigga shit (Shit)
One on they block tryna get a hit, he ain't run from the cops, but a nigga got blicked
Stop sending me that pussy shit, a nigga ain't gon' fuck with this
Mentioning me like my bitch, you must want suck a nigga dick
How the fuck these niggas take names, number fifteen and I'm rich (Why?)
Why the fuck these niggas playing like I ain't been up on that kick (Why?)
Villa say they mentioning the click, we shoot to brand, there ain't no miss
We stand on that business, don't make a diss 'cause we gon' see about that shit (Where he at?)
You been at my nigga, I don't got no picture, it's whatever (Whatever)
I’m at war with the devil, it's just me and my heavy metal (On God)
Been tryna change for the better, tell my niggas that I got them
And we all gon' stick together 'cause birds tend to flock together
I'm a big stepper, I'm a mad man (Mad)
Twin bangin' from left hand, front niggas throwing trash cans (Yeah)
I ain't have no pistol, that was back then (On God, nigga)
Run up on me now, I bet I'm never lacking, on God (Grrah)
Yeah, big 187 (187)
Jay beat, this Jay beat, 10
Got a hammer
There go Kylan
This a foreign car, we got hella guns in here (Hella guns)
Sippin' Wockhardt, lean, and I start switching gears (Sippin' what?)
Ain't coming to no show if I don’t see my fucking niggas here (My lil' bro)
He said that his bitch for me, out of nowhere, then the smoke appeared
A Pierre around my neck, I can't sleep, I need some rest (I know it)
He sent the triple threat, if you my bitch, then you act like my pet (You my bitch)
And I drop the chеck, the people thinking that I placеd a bet (I placed a bet)
Took a L, a hundred racks, should I go Maybach or a 'Vet? (Skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, I don't know (I don't know)
Told Red that I got him and I put that on my soul (I'm sorry)
Put that shit on my big bro, we shoot shit like a B.O. 4
And I cannot sell my soul (Oh, nah)
This choppa knockin' at your door 'cause we don't shoot unless it's smoke
Is he coming out?
Is you gon' fuck the gang? (You gon' fuck or what?)
She say, "I'm a shooter, baby", I know, I shoot fire flames (Oh, yeah)
We can fuck a lot, but baby know that I can't be your man
They say ever since I got some fame that I don't act the same (There go Kylan)
How they go?
You been at my nigga, I don't got no picture, it's whatever (Huh)
I’m at war with the devil, it's just me and my heavy metal
Been tryna change for the better, tell my niggas that I got them
And we all gon' stick together 'cause birds tend to flock together (There go Kylan)
I'm a big stepper, I'm a mad man
Twin bangin' from left hand, front niggas throwing trash cans (What it do? What it do?)
I ain't have no pistol, that was back then
Run up on me now, I bet I'm never lacking, on God
Don't ask me 'bout no drill if you wasn't there (Don't ask it, nigga)
Ayy, I've been having problems with my mental health (Just go)
Try to stay away from beef, but the smoke in the air (It's blowin')
I'm waiting on Jay to get released, shit my big brother real (Real)
Real nigga, but the OG call me big dog (Big dog)
I was tryna play by, but that ain't work for me at all
And I'm staying on top, you ain't have 13's on that wall (You ain't have it)
And the Perky got fentanyl, I seen that work crack, just admit it house, on God, nigga (That's on God)
Shit, what you saying?
I don't owe a nigga shit (Shit)
One on they block tryna get a hit, he ain't run from the cops, but a nigga got blicked
Stop sending me that pussy shit, a nigga ain't gon' fuck with this
Mentioning me like my bitch, you must want suck a nigga dick
How the fuck these niggas take names, number fifteen and I'm rich (Why?)
Why the fuck these niggas playing like I ain't been up on that kick (Why?)
Villa say they mentioning the click, we shoot to brand, there ain't no miss
We stand on that business, don't make a diss 'cause we gon' see about that shit (Where he at?)
You been at my nigga, I don't got no picture, it's whatever (Whatever)
I’m at war with the devil, it's just me and my heavy metal (On God)
Been tryna change for the better, tell my niggas that I got them
And we all gon' stick together 'cause birds tend to flock together
I'm a big stepper, I'm a mad man (Mad)
Twin bangin' from left hand, front niggas throwing trash cans (Yeah)
I ain't have no pistol, that was back then (On God, nigga)
Run up on me now, I bet I'm never lacking, on God (Grrah)
Yeah, big 187 (187)
Jay beat, this Jay beat, 10
Got a hammer
There go Kylan
