The Circle Entertainment, Skilla Baby, Prell, iAmLoskii, Allen Wolf - Warriors in 6 lyrics

(MIA JAY C) huh
(I hear you, JAY C) huh

I just made me a dub like Stephen Curry, huh
Nigga played with me, drew my gun
Got to wiggin' out
Broke the leg on my chop, Klay Thompson
All my opps green, so you know I Draymond 'em
I don't fuck with everybody, I'm too cool
Huh young nigga brought the trophies out
Jordan Poole
Been in the streets for all my life
I ain't never go to school
These young niggas can't check me, how
The fuck I'm 'posed to lose, huh?

Yop, we got the all the work, you can get it
Pay the fee i'm on P without my side
Can't see no nigga takin' me
Call my phone, you need a P
This bitch go for twenty-three
You know he gon' die for me, you
See him chuckin' up that three, yop
Bitch, I'm certified
That's damn near in every hood
From Detroit way back to Bompton, they
Fuck with P Gang, gang, what's good?
Bring out that chop, I feel a way, I
Spin a block, clean out the hood, nigga
Yop, I swear to God
Bitch, I'm one of those, you know I'm chose
You know I'm different
Don't get on the side of me, bitch
This that big engine
Yeah, don't get on the side of me
You know I been with it
Big chop on the side of
Me fuck up your transmission swear to God

I just made me a dub like Stephen Curry, huh
Nigga played with me, drew my gun
Got to wiggin' out
Broke the leg on my chop, Klay Thompson
All my opps green, so you know I Draymond 'em
I don't fuck with everybody, I'm too cool
Huh young nigga brought the trophies out
Jordan Poole
Been in the streets for all my life
I ain't never go to school
These young niggas can't check me, how
The fuck I'm 'posed to lose, huh?

I got niggas locked up in that
Box like keep your head up
They took off on us, ain't
Think I'd catch 'em, so I sped up
Had to go get me a bag, I was fed up
I shot that bitch, made them
Come out they zone, they had to man up
I ain't have no help with none of this shit
This on my own we fall out, we meant to
Me and broke don't get along
Huh, you won't say it to my face
But diss a song
That's how it go, catch you out
You know it's on
Pull up two door, watch me floor it
In another nigga city, I'm a tourist
This shit get ugly, so my bitch
She super gorgeous
When you gettin' to that bag
They can't ignore it, huh?

I just made me a dub like Stephen Curry, huh
Nigga played with me, drew my gun
Got to wiggin' out
Broke the leg on my chop, Klay Thompson
All my opps green, so you know I Draymond 'em
I don't fuck with everybody, I'm too cool
Huh young nigga brought the trophies out
Jordan Poole
Been in the streets for all my life
I ain't never go to school
These young niggas can't check me, how
The fuck I'm 'posed to lose, huh?

Ghost, but ain't leavin' on nothin'
Lookin' through the dark, then get signed
You ain't see the signs
Mmm, tell me what you found when you find
And now it's all pressure, all pressure
Ghost, but ain't leavin' on nothin'
Runnin' for your life
Mmm, you ain't see the signs or the vibe
(Mmm, you ain't see the signs or the vibe)
(You ain't see the signs or the vibe)