Soulja Boy - Incredible War lyrics

Uh, uh (Incredible)
Diss Beezy, body in lake placid
Spit rapid, bitch, I'm so savage
If a nigga want it I will let a nigga have it
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout? I
Got the right tactics bitch, quit
(Bitch, quit) - you on my shit list
Five-four of my goons to put your
Head on my hit list word around town I rip
Your whole clique defenseless
Every nigga in your fuckin'
Squad is a bitch-nigga
All y'all niggas stupid and dumb
Take the motherfuckin' machete and go
And chop off your arm
Word around town I'm hot
Go and ring the alarm
Every fuckin' song I did on, bitch
I'm droppin' a bomb
Nigga, pistol to your momma mouth, please
Remain calm (Please remain calm)
Fuck your stupid-ass comments
All y'all clique remain dumb
Y'all niggas fuckin' with us
Y'all bitch remain on
And a million dollar soul and
I still remain sung so (Incredible)
Bitch, it's clearly evident
I'm too cocky and relevant
And too fuckin' intelligent
You niggas celibate (Celibate)
I'll kill y'all niggas, man
I don't fear y'all niggas
I'll disappear y'all niggas
Chop off the ear y'all niggas
I can't hear y'all niggas
(Can't hear y'all niggas)
Word around town my clique, man
We stack six figures (We stack six figures)
Word around town y'all niggas fake
Ain't none real
Bitch, a chopper to your breath
Is you niggas for real?
(Is you niggas for real?)
What the fuck you talkin'? I spark
Up like a pop tart
SOD gang, we gettin' money like a yacht club
Which one of y'all can fuck with me?
I'm too fuckin' new and my jeans cost sixty
Man, I'm deep in the game
My empire with desire for
Each and every lame-ass rapper to retire
And when I hit the microphone I
Leave that shit on fire
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, bitch
I swear you niggas fired now
Nigga, who's better? Please
Tell me who's better i'm in the fuckin' mall
Hollister my sweater there
No one better there, no one clever
I'm changing they weather, can't
Hold like Mayweather, it's
When I leave the game I bet everybody miss me
My dick get hard when a pussy-nigga diss me
Bitch, whatever - I'm ready for whatever
Bitch i'm ready for the pressure, bitch
Go and put it on my schedule, bitch
Bitch, and I'm not hesitant
Everybody think G stand for gangsta, bitch
That's growth and development
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, man, tell 'em where
Tell 'em where the fuck the money at
Twenty million for the hell of it
Check the Gucci jeans
The pockets got a big bulge (Big bulge)
Check my name, the charts, I got a big buzz
Bullshit and ignorance I don't indulge
Soulja Boy ain't got no money
That's a insult
Say fuck me your career is over is the result
I give a fuck, that chopper
Gon' hit you, nigga, go ahead and buck
I see money
My eyes is green like Incredible Hulk
The choppers is poppin', the bodies is
Droppin', the dollars is coppin'
Incredible war