War - Pop Smoke, Lil Tjay

I make a call and it’s war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (Woo, woo)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I’ma have it

I make a call (Woo, woo)

I make a call and it’s war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (Woo, woo)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I’ma have it

My niggas with it

Money flow, run up them digits

I know niggas mad that we did it

Say it, we live it

Morals, we’ll never forget it

I ever get booked, I’m a cricket

Get it and flip it

Henny right here, I’ma sip it

You try me, it’s shots at your biscuit

Twenty-four hip it

I’ma just twenty-four hip it 'cause bro said, «Don't ever forget it»

Gang with me

Anywhere I pop out, know the thang with me

Every nigga in here with me gon' bang with me

Try your luck and bro goin' insane with me

Bodies dropping, that shit ain’t a thing to me

Smokin' deadies, I’m rollin' up lame niggas

Couple niggas here with me done changed niggas

Clean the mission, we leavin' remains, nigga

Strictly business, ain’t playin' no games

Fuck all this fame, nigga

You will get flamed, nigga

Don’t you front, I got aim, nigga

I saw homis that fuck with my brain, nigga

I be feelin' like goin' insane, nigga

I just got me a check, now my chain bigger

You gon' die for the stain, nigga

When you sent me the addy, I came, nigga

Only me and my main niggas

You ain’t ready for static, don’t play, nigga

We could hit you today, nigga

If you makin' your bed, better lay, nigga

There ain’t too much to say, nigga

I make a call (Woo, woo)

I make a call and it’s war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (Woo, woo)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I’ma have it

I make a call (Woo, woo)

I make a call and it’s war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (Woo, woo)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I’ma have it (Look)

I got thirty shots for any nigga who want it (Facts)

Me and Tjay, we be huntin' (Woo)

I don’t talk much 'cause niggas know how we comin' (Bah)

Niggas know I be dumpin' (Grrt)

Glock 9 dumpin' (Dumpin')

Run, Ricky, runnin' (Runnin')

Blue face hundreds (Hundreds)

Know I’m the bill collector (Woo)

Pull up, what’s crackin'?

Gun get to blastin'

Talk on my name and we wildin' out

All the opps in the spliff, ashin' (Ashin')

Puff, puff, ain’t no passin' (Passin')

You gon' end up in a casket (Casket)

'Cause niggas know what we into (That's a fact)

I get to drillin', I’m sittin', I’m killin'

I’m sinnin' if I get the feelin' (You will be dead)

I call Jaguar, bet he clap twos (Woo)

Sip Remy like he Papoose

Have him stay still like a statue (Statue)

Have him inked in like a tattoo

If I run down, he a goner

Headshot, no warnin' (Know we run down, little nigga)

It’s a man down when it’s pourin' (Now)

Gang spin early morning

I don’t get mad, I get money (Facts)

What you lookin' at, little dummy?

(What you lookin' at?)

I start buckin' teeth like I’m Bunny (Blah)

And I back the Wraith out for nothin' (Grrt)

I make a call (Woo, woo)

I make a call and it’s war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (Woo, woo)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I’ma have it

I make a call (Woo, woo)

I make a call and it’s war

And, nigga, you can check the score

We up on the board (Woo, woo)

And we all livin' lavish

If I want it, I’ma have it