War Vet

Lyrics

[Intro] Well, good luck, Ron Uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Uh-huh Yeah Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody (Yeah) [Verse] Wake a bitch up like a rest stop Bitch, I move like a boss under pressure We'll make a nigga fold like a laptop And I'll never fold like a desktop He a ho, she made him sleep in the wet spot Ain't no weight, he come around with his chest out Keepin' up with the cap, get his hat cocked She suck dick with her hands cocked like Hancock I'm still with the same niggas from the sandbox I been a big dog way before Sandlot Aim at a nigga head with the red dot This a Nikon, it only shoot headshots I took a flight to the Bay just to recharge And I'm rollin' up skunk in a tree bark Niggas gotta hold an image like a PR This baby TEC send him down to the ER He on the 'net, nigga livin' in the VR Where I come from, you can't have a weak heart And my teacher told me I wouldn't be smart But I don't trust hoes, they retards Fuck, I'm still standin' ten toes like a leotard I told her I ain't tryna kick it, I ain't Leonard But I can still paint a picture like Leonard But I ain't talkin' 'bout DiCaprio Bitch stink, she a baddy, though I can't lie, she got a fatty, though But I ain't tryna FaceTime, send an addy, though I'm still up and I ain't even need an Addy, though I make a old bitch call a nigga "Daddy-o" While I'm countin' on the green like Luigi I ain't never said this shit'll be easy I'm outside with the squad like Recess Niggas fuckin' up the game, hit reset My boy ran through the clip, he don't need track Ran through another clip, that's a heat check He think he hot, cool him off with a ice pack I go berserk and these niggas ain't like that I took a break, then a nigga came right back The way I feel, I ain't never gotta type that Niggas be way too moody But they don't do nothin' but talk like a poet How you claim that you real? You don't show that That's how niggas gettin' stretched like a 4X I'm steppin' on a nigga neck like a doormat I'm startin' to think the .45 got Tourette's We'll walk a nigga down to his doorstep And if you make it out the 'Raq, you a war vet [Bridge] If you make it out the 'Raq, you a war vet Make it out of Chiraq, you a motherfuckin' war vet Make it out of Chicago, nigga, you a war vet Make it out of Chi-Town, you a motherfuckin' war vet [Chorus] Be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody Niggas be way too moody [Outro] Yeah, yeah