Dom Corleo - War/Letter 2 my sons lyrics

Dominic Anthony Paoletti

[Dom Corleo - War/Letter 2 my sons lyrics]

He said he want war?
Man you don't want no fuckin' war with us man
You hear this mother fucker? Bang

You don't want no war with me
Them choppa bullets flyin'
They commit that first degree
Shoot with precision
Them hoes rip through you like surgery
Go ask yo partner, he look pussy
Bet he heard of me, damn
And I don't shake no hands bro
I count all that money
Only thing I touch is bands hoe
I got that guala', guala'
Yo bitch want a sample
In Guatemala with them chicas
Off that Xan' bro

Bitch I sipped way too much drank
I think I'm noddin' off graduated 2020, boy
I need a twenty pint of Promethazine
My bitch said I'm gettin' fat
Man I'm gainin' weight, off the fuckin' lean
My name got some weight to it
That's the reason they don't
Never fuck with me
But it's just me, who the fuck is "we"
Y'all ain't fuck with me
But that's back then
Now he want a verse and I'ma tax him
She only want me 'cause I'm rappin'
She said "Baby turn that cam
On, lets make a movie
I ain't talkin' 'bout no "

You don't want no war with me
Them choppa bullets flyin'
They commit that first degree
Shoot with precision
Them hoes rip through you like surgery
Go ask yo partner, he look pussy
Bet he heard of me, damn
And I don't shake no hands bro
I count all that money
Only thing I touch is bands hoe
I got that guala', guala'
Yo bitch want a sample
In Guatemala with them chicas
Off that Xan' bro

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hold on
Turn the auto tune on right quick
Aye that's shit on? Hol' on let me test it
Beee-ee alright bet, turn the beat on

(Yo is Jashin in there?) bang, bang

I'm in a Mulsanne
Stacked up my racks, man I had to make a way
I went and bought a new chain
Ice on my neck, dolla' fuckin' bling bling
I just wanna get rich wit' the whole gang
I got two bitches givin' brain
Oh yeah they blowin' mines
Boy don't you try to play with
Me my shoota' blow the nine was in Dubai
So how the fuck I'm up in Florida now?
My bitch is so bad
Fuck around and buy that bitch ass
They wanna be like me so bad
Don't forget to go, shout out yo' dad
I love fraud, bitch I get it how I came
I was up on Grailed so
I pieced myself some Lang
I'm wit' yo' bitch she fucked me until I came
Got these diamonds in my earlobes
Shout out Johnny Dang
I met this bitch up on her spam page
Texted her over now she in
My bed the next day i don't even like her
I just want her for that
She said she want that fame, fame

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