I Need War

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] T.I.P. and Young Thugger, nigga Yeah, you know Tip bangin' nigga Ain't nothing changed but the bezels and the rings Watches and the chains [Verse 1: T.I.] Hey, your future my past, I shoot yo' hoe ass Just like a bitch, I will do yo' hoe ass My MAC-10 is intergalactic, what's crackin'? You lookin' for action, I'll Pluto your ass Lookin' for some trouble, what it do nigga? I don't really need but a few niggas And for the most part, I'm a cool nigga But I'll stomp a mudhole into you, nigga, check it The hoe shit you kick, I'm not wit' it You pull it over there, I'ma mind my business But if you come in my yard, disregard my gangsta Will I aim that banger? Nigga find out, didn't he? I put his ass in a box on timeout For the wrong thought, blow a nigga mind out You was talkin' all that shit, now what'chu cryin' 'bout? When it go down, I'm the wrong one to rhyme 'bout, nigga Say-say-say you did what? What cha lyin' 'bout, nigga? I'm a front street nigga, you a wannabe nigga Everybody know you don't want none of me, nigga Armageddon for you, what it gonna be, nigga? Hey, all I gotta do is make my plan All the motherfucking games, I don't play my man And if I slap his ass now in the mouth Bet next time I see him, pussy nigga try to shake my hand [Chorus: Young Thug] (Haha-haha) Pull-up shootin' out the Avalanche Ever since I counted blue cheese, I ain't likin' ranch I done sold a hunnid thousand bales of midgets like I got a plant (Heyyy) Let me see your hands if you feel like you the man I want war, nigga Pull up, pull up, pull up I need war, nigga Shoot, I need some war, heyyyyy I swear to-I need the war Hey, W-A-R [Verse 2: Young Thug & T.I.] Pull up in a car, two hunnid stars What you shooting nigga? A.K., no handgun, uh Man, god damn, god damn Pullin' up in the Lamb (Doors up), cock that bitch and go ham Damn, pull up to the spot, shoot a nigga ground D-Damn, catch a nigga down bad, rob him 'fore they hear him Ooh, catch me on the block, Young Thug got grams Ooh (Tell 'em bout it now, shawty, hold up) Ooh (Tell 'em bout it now, shawty) Ooh Who there? Nigga got K's on K's on shooters Hey, hey-hey, hey Hey, hey, hey-hey-hey [Chorus: Young Thug] Pull-up shootin' out the Avalanche Ever since I counted blue cheese, I ain't likin' ranch I done sold a hunnid thousand bales of midgets like I got a plant (Heyyy) Let me see your hands if you feel like you the man I want war, nigga Pull up, pull up, pull up I need war, nigga Shoot, I need some war, heyyyyy I swear to-I need the war Hey, W-A-R [Outro: T.I.] Ay, true facts, nik I swear to fuckin' God, man Hey man, I'm ready Hey look man, I'm ready to go on cash out Hey man, nigga, diamonds to dog shit Nigga, you don't get rich, nigga, next three years Nigga, I swear to God, nigga You show me a ten million dollar tax return I'll give you ten million dollars, nigga Three years, nigga! Bitch ass