BabyBalmainn - Ready 4 War lyrics

Whooo let's go
Uh huh

Me and my niggas we ready for war
We gone stay laying low
And committing them sins
I been had hoes since a child
Got a bitch that I could say
I fucked at the Holiday Inn
Don't do that buddy up shawty
I don't got the time we gone
Fuck if we gotta be friends
Putting in work trying to stack for the squad
So in time boy it's free all
The guys out the pen
You got the bread but then
What bout your mans
My drip hopped on a plane
And it never gone land
Imma pull up in a big body Benz
Niggas stay with that hate but
They bitch be my fan
Trust in my niggas, my niggas no fluke
When it's war we gone bring all
The smoke herе to you
Praying to God to protect all my brothers
In this war ain't no telling
What niggas gonе do

Creeping out late one night
Trying to see the play get right
Got the beam on sight
You don't want to play with your life
Hanging with some snakes and they bite
Had a lil shawty go set up the deal
Trying to see what a fuck nigga really was on
Sneak round the back
Duck round the car trying to see if I
Could put one up in his dome
I pop out bussing, it wasn't no discussion
I looked and I peeped he was up on the phone
Sirens start blinging and let's
Get to flashing i peeped that the feds
Had surrounded the zone
Posed to be street but lil boy you a rat
Now the cops got the cuffs on
My hands round my back
You really served all that time for a nat
And don't speak on the gang
Pussy boy you get smacked

Me and my niggas we ready for war
We gone stay laying low
And committing them sins
I been had hoes since a child
Got a bitch that I could say
I fucked at the Holiday Inn
Don't do that buddy up shawty
I don't got the time we gone
Fuck if we gotta be friends
Putting in work trying to stack for the squad
So in time boy it's free all
The guys out the pen
You got the bread but then
What bout your mans
My drip hopped on a plane
And it never gone land
Imma pull up in a big body Benz
Niggas stay with that hate but
They bitch be my fan
Trust in my niggas, my niggas no fluke
When it's war we gone bring all
The smoke here to you
Praying to God to protect all my brothers
In this war ain't no telling
What niggas gone do

Aye, aye, aye let's go