But fuck with me, boy, that means war
And i don't run counters no more
I win battles like the bison
Make them more insecure when they caught one
The holy war, the spiritual troops
I go to war, old timbs, battered boots
Cause my mother let me do what i want
So say goodbye 'cause the battles lost
Money is worst than a war
Lay ya ass down on god's green floor
With women with issues
Constant battles of fools
But most times darling the sequel sucks
And ya i got 16/17 voted in ma battles
But he's not civil, atb'll make your girls ass jiggle
I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol
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