A Boogie wit da Hoodie, Stunna Gambino - Warzone lyrics

(Andyr)

I'm from that warzone
Oh oh, oh, I made a promise to myself
I'ma represent the trenches 'til we all on
(All on)
Oh oh, oh, I made a promise to
My demons, we gon' keep on spinnin'
Spinnin' 'til they all gone
(All gone)
Oh oh, oh, why
Been caught up in my
Feelings, you ain't here
It be fucking with my hormones
(Hormones)
Oh oh, oh, I, oh, I (Oh, oh)

My diamonds ring around the rosie
Cup full of codeine
Brand new big ol' .40
Put it to his dome piece


Ashes, ashes, turn that boy to ashes
If I run out of bullets, take the clip out
Then I smack him
How the fuck I ran out of bullets
But you still up in that casket?
How the fuck is you my opp?
I never seen you, boy
You chattin'
Wrote this shit in blood, big ol' Bs, bitch
What's brackin'?
Brackin', pull up in that, make you vanish

Body-ody (Boom) , they keep mentionin' my name
Like I won't put 'em in the grave, oh my
(Oh my)
They gon' make me catch a body-ody
I spent fifty on this chain, just
To hide all of my pain
Oh why?
(I got VVS all around my body)
I be preachin' to they souls
Give 'em somethin' to relate
I ain't recognize my brother
Seen that hate all in his face
He went and jeopardized my loyalty
I turned that shit to hate
I know a nigga who pop Perc's just
To get by through the day
I'm from that warzone, uh
I seen a nigga lose his life
It was external bleeding
Uh uh, I'm from that warzone
Uh, I've seen this shit with my own eyes
I can't even make believe it
Intoxicatin' my body
I don't really need it
(Need it)
Bought my lil' brother a Moncler
You should've seen him cheesin'
(Cheesin')
My mama told me stay away from that corner
But I ain't listen
He caught a headshot from that Glock
Ain't find a witness
(Boom, boom)

I'm from that warzone
Oh oh, oh, I made a promise to myself
I'ma represent the trenches 'til we all on
(All on)
Oh oh, oh, I made a promise to
My demons, we gon' keep on spinnin'
Spinnin' 'til they all gone
(All gone)
Oh oh, oh, why
Been caught up in my
Feelings, you ain't here
It be fucking with my hormones
(Hormones)
Oh oh, oh, I, oh, I (Oh, oh)

My diamonds ring around the rosie
Cup full of codeine
Brand new big ol' .40
Put it to his dome piece
Ashes, ashes, turn that boy to ashes
If I run out of bullets, take the clip out
Then I smack him
How the fuck I ran out of bullets
But you still up in that casket?
How the fuck is you my opp?
I never seen you, boy
You chattin'
Wrote this shit in blood, big ol' Bs, bitch
What's brackin'?
Brackin', pull up in that, make you vanish

Look, shoot like Curry, holdin' steady, yeah
Turned around after my shot
Like I already know it's wetty
I told lil' bro, "Keep one
Up top" he like
"I know already"
Way more money than my opps so
That shit gives me leverage
Okay, I'm deady but I'm ready
Sorry if I'm heavy
Me and my niggas stickin' together like Ed
Edd n Eddy
All I do is pass this to my
Left side like I'm a leftie
I'm tryna fuck you and your friends
I hope you don't regret it
She's takin' off my Tommies, huh?
Fuckin' on your baby mommy
Keep the Tommy with me
Bullet make your head bob, huh?
Put you right up on that T-shirt
Ain't no politickin'
I love all my bros
Free my savages until it's backwards
I can't be lackin'
I'm reactin' before your reaction
I could've black smoked that nigga
But I don't do backstabbin'
If he turn into a snake, wait
'til he eat the rat
Look
Desert Eagle show that nigga
How to fuckin' backflip
I'm anemic
I keep heat on me for cold reactions
In the sky but just in case it
Ain't no way to clap him
It's a warzone back home, I swear

Ring around the rosie, cup full of codeine
Brand new big ol' .40
Put it to his dome piece
Ashes, ashes, turn that boy to ashes
If I run out of bullets, take the clip out
Then I smack him
How the fuck I ran out of bullets
But you still up in that casket?
How the fuck is you my opp?
I never seen you, boy
You chattin'
Wrote this shit in blood, big ol' Bs, bitch
What's brackin'?
Brackin', pull up in that, make you vanish