Rich Homie Quan - War Ready lyrics

Hey look man i got a ruger on me now
I got like four baby choppers
Know what I mean?
I feel like Osama in this motherfucker
Bin Laden that is

You want war, we ready
We got guns plus machetes
You don’t want no beef, no spaghetti
Premium gas no unleaded
Ain’t tryna preach like a reverend
I want to see if she ready
Click clack bang, fire fire, ayy
Shooting the eagle, no desert
Painted my house all white, DMX like in Belly
I see that red call light that
Means she just left a message
All of my niggas war ready
Some of you niggas be scary
Cause if it comes down to it
Boy you niggas ain’t ready



Sticks, choppas, handguns
All of em loaded I swear
Aretha Franklin, East Atlanta
Nigga I’ll take you there
My best friend is Ben Franklin
Knew him before McNair
Bitches, who didn't fuck with me
You should see how them bitches act now
I'm war ready at all times
Y'all niggas just small time
I was standing on the block
Yeah I was on the corner dealing small dimes
Baby girl don’t suck this
Motherfucking dick if
Ya ass don’t motherfucking know how
It’s another story if you know
How to ride dick
Girl I ain’t gon tell you slow down
Shawty real freaky
Nutted in her face both times
Nawl this ain't all of my bullets
I got some more rounds
Shawty wanna charge for pussy but
I’m like woah now
Like a little darling shawty
Stay wanna go out
No roof, roof, top missin' on a lil coupe
Coupe 2 door that is, I’m a big dog
Got Cujo status
Anybody in the water, the Atlantic, Ocean

You want war, we ready
We got guns plus machetes
You don’t want no beef, no spaghetti
Premium gas no unleaded
Ain’t tryna preach like a reverend
I want to see if she ready
Click clack bang, fire fire, ayy
Shooting the eagle, no desert
Painted my house all white, DMX like in Belly
I see that red call light that
Means she just left a message
All of my niggas war ready
Some of you niggas be scary
Cause if it comes down to it
Boy you niggas ain’t ready

Ruger, Uzi, Omar Epps, boy I’m in too deep
I just took it, yeah we kept it
Boy we play for keeps
MJ on my front line no bandaid they bleeding
Gave that boy the run around
Faked em then I trick em
All this money, all this clientele
I got all the dope fucked her
Why she had to go and tell
All them nat nat hoes
You in it for the money
Bitch you ain’t come up with me
Put you in a Bentley
You was in a Honda Civic
Dick in her mouth like a cavity
I’m the dentist
Baby I’m the hot dog, you can be the relish
Put it in her stomach
Nigga I’mma make her feel it
Fifty guns boy I'm war ready
All or nun nigga, I’mma bet it
Everything nigga I'll bet it
Can’t see me on your best day
Nigga my worst day popping bottles like my
Motherfucking birthday
Give that thot bitch a cup of water
Cause I know she thirsty
Amen, let the church pray

You want war, we ready
We got guns plus machetes
You don’t want no beef, no spaghetti
Premium gas no unleaded
Ain’t tryna preach like a reverend
I want to see if she ready
Click clack bang, fire fire, ayy
Shooting the eagle, no desert
Painted my house all white, DMX like in Belly
I see that red call light that
Means she just left a message
All of my niggas war ready
Some of you niggas be scary
Cause if it comes down to it
Boy you niggas ain’t ready

Aye man
Y'all niggas talkin' brazy like y'all
Really 'bout that life man
Y'all lil kids better stay in
A lil kid's place
Udigg what I'm fuckin' sayin'? Blatt!