Drake: War | Song-Factsheet


Song «War» von Drake.


Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2019 12 23 (Digital)
Label: OVO Sound
Produktion: AXL Beats
Genre: Post-Millennial-Music - Hip-Hop - UK-Drill


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[Intro] AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL) Woi-oi, ayy [Verse] I don't cop things for resale, don't do iCloud, don't do email Feds wanna tap up man and wire up man like Chubbs did Detail Back when Ricky was doin' up Teesdale, I was doin' dinner with Teezy I didn't trust no one, swore gyal line me 'cause gyal too greazy Niko never move neeky, sweatsuit Nike, sweatsuit DG If man get beaky, ring ring, call up GiGi, do him up neatly Used to look up to a man from certain ends with tune on repeat Thought he was a bad boy, then 'til man got pinched and man went PC Man went PC just like Dell and Windows, some man been those Before I was ever around Kendall's, I was at ends though, dreamin' up Enzo's The woman I do end up with has to be a bad gyal just like Munchy Can't have no pretentious ting when I know this road gets bumpy Word to the broski Jay, he got different names in different countries Three waps in the whip, when we beat that case, where man live way too comfy I don't do well with people makin' disses or makin' threats Woi-oi, man got flown like private jets, for way-way less I know you try get one down on us ever since then it's been stressed 'Cause you know the reps dem owe you one and we always pay them debts Wassa, wassa, just like the crodie Pressa, I don't do no passa Link with Skull and Cuz and Jamie ah yard and we deh pon Gaza Pasha Sasha pissed, I was way too young at the time for slashings You niggas spend too much time on captions, not enough time on action Pick one man with slaps that's rappin'; I bet he don't want no clashings The LV pouch on chest is just for fashion, niggas just actin' Are you dumb or stupid? The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz Just checked in at a hotel, floor that we on got potent aromas OVOXO link up, mandem drink up, me and the drillers Hawk and Sticks and Cash and Baka, Gucci, P, and Gilla And the boy that sound like he sang on Thriller, you know that's been my nigga Yeah, we just had to fix things, family, 6ix tings, we can't split up As for the rest of the game, I'll do man dirty, man'll get two time To me, that's just our side, I don't really care who rides on whose side Ring ten shots to the poolside, never seen none of these grown men outside 4301 won't spare no one, niggas gotta know about Southside Steppin' outta line, get outlined, and you know I'm tied up stateside Bringin' man down when they take sides, tryna get saved by the bell like Bayside Prince I carry that last name, that shit stays on me like brand names Jas just lined up brand new hand tings and nice guy on a madting Everyone I know has code names, anyone I'm beefin' with is a no name Niggas can't even win home games, they just gotta fall in line like Soul Train [Outro] Ayy, yeah AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL)