(TrapHouse Rob) If I want it I'ma grab it If I want it I'ma have it Christian Dior, Christian Dior, I'm up in all the stores I make a call (Woop, woop) I make a call and it's war Nigga, you can check the score We up on the board (Woop, woop) And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it I make a call (Woop, woop) I make a call and it's war Nigga, you can check the score We up on the board (Woop, woop) And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it My niggas wit it, money flow, run up them digits I know niggas mad that we did it See it, we live it Morals, won't ever forget it If 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 disk it 24 hip it I'ma just 24 hip it, 'cause bro said don't ever forget it Gang with me Anywhere that I pop out, know the thang with me Every nigga herewith me gon; bang with me Trail like a bro going insane with me Body dropping, that shit ain't a thang to me Smokin' duddies, I'm rollin' up lame niggas Couple niggas hang with then changed, nigga Clean the mess and we leaving remains, nigga Surely business aint playing no f*ck all this fame, nigga You will get flamed, nigga Don't you front, I got aim, nigga I saw homis that f*ck up my brain, nigga I be feeling like going insane, nigga I just got me a check now my chain bigga You gonna die for this 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 making your bed, better lay, nigga There ain't too much to say, nigga I make a call (Woop, woop) I make a call and it's war Nigga, you can check the score We up on the board (Woop, woop) And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it I make a call (Woop, woop) I make a call and it's war Nigga, you can check the score We up on the board (Woop, woop) And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it Look, I got 30 shots for any nigga who want it Me and Tjay, we be huntin' I don't talk much 'cause niggas know how we comin' Niggas know I be dumpin' Glock 9, dumpin' Run Ricky, run it Blue face, hunnids Know I'm the bill collector Pull up, what's crackin'? Gun get to blastin' Talk on my name and we wylin' out All the ops in the spliff, ashin' Puff, puff, ain't no passin' You gon' end up in a casket 'Cause niggas know what we into I get to drillin', I'm sittin', I'm killin', I'm sinnin' if I get the feelin' I call Trav war, bet he clap too Sick Remi like he Papoose Have him stand still like a statue Have him inked in like a tattoo If I run down he goner Headshot, no warning It's a man down when its pouring Gang spin, early morning I don't get mad, I get money What you looking at, little dummy? I start bucking teeth like I'm bunny And I back the Wraith out for nothin' I make a call (Woop, woop) I make a call and it's war Nigga, you can check the score We up on the board (Woop, woop) And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it I make a call (Woop, woop) I make a call and it's war Nigga, you can check the score We up on the board (Woop, woop) And we all living lavish, if I want it I'ma have it