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War Wounds lyrics

Performer Lil Grim

War Wounds song lyrics by Lil Grim official

War Wounds is a song in English

Fill up my lungs with the zaza
Just made three diddies disappear I say wala
Run down with the tay it go gah gah
Too many war wounds I don't want no more scars
I hold that draco rock out like a guitar
In the club with my glock give him shots at the bar
He try spin we let off glocks at his car
Right after that I made salat to Allah
When I was homeless I moved in with Amar
When I was phoneless couldn't jugg made me starve
Grew up with jack boys but it ain't make me rob
Grew up on Kilmer street that shit made me hard
White toe nails on your feet that shit make me hard
I broke her heart that's why she got up her guards
You play your part then I might cut off these broads
I dick them down and then I send my regards
Free Solo so we can finish what we started
He claim the body on his head is a target
I call up 10k like bro what's on the market
We link up rush town by the apartments
What's in the dark always come to the light
But when that chopper light up he seen darkness
He jump like a frog got the dog and I'm barking it
I don't hit with the stick from the whip I be parking it
I'm breaking her back and it got a little arch in it
I record when we fuck we get high and start watching it
White in her cup but her sheets got some dark in it
You want smoke with the gang we sparking shit
Can't take my niggas nowhere they always starting shit
No lockdown no Corona ain't stopping shit
3g the realest ain't no need to acknowledge it
She give me brain i think her major psychology
If a bitch ever give me the neck
And I don't come she owe me an apology
If a opp ever say he trying wreck
I put my pistol down I bet he ain't dropping me
Running through your property like Monopoly
I'm selling p's but started off with kd
2016 I'm in a honda
10 bands on me still ain't fix my a/c
Me and Trav like LeBron and Ad
I'm killing shit that's why they call me Grim reap
Walk in the room they like what's them on your feet
If you a boss put your men on they feet
Late night I hold my bitch in my arms
Up off the e rock right back to selling bombs
Before I met the plug it's already gone
You should have pulled up nigga you was taking too long
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Habib Yansaneh
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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