Casualties Of War - Snowgoons, Smif-N-Wessun, Respect Tha God

Rap style Russell Crowe, get trapped, hustle flow

Pitch haze, puffing dro, switchblade cut your clothes

Bitch-made switched to a fucking ghost

Spit rage?

page, big gauge blowing off

Insane quart of Henny to the brain

Alcohol ease the pain in the rain purple rain

Verbal game downright murder man

Verbally murdering everything you ever heard me in Or heard me on, word is born

Every song molotov, drop bombs, big shots going off

Haul em off, all my dogs bark and bite kid, call em off

Call me your General, lead the charge over raw

We the squad, bootcamp entourage

Kevlars, camouflage, Smith and Wesson on the chron

Timb chucker, friend been gutter, been thugging, been bout bucks

Been gun-bucking

Bullets flying through the sky, gun shots everywhere

Duck down, duck down

You a’ight?

The coast clear

Shells shatter your chest, just a casualty of war

We salute and stand firm ready to get it on Bullets flying through the sky, gun shots everywhere

Duck down, duck down

You a’ight?

The coast clear

Shells shatter your chest, just a casualty of war

We salute and stand firm ready to get it on Smoke, early bird from LaGuardia

If I got to go any further than Miami I’m charging you

Be on deck and ready when I land, no cowboy shit, stick to the plan

I want cash in the bag, just hundreds of doves

I know what it weighs like when I pick it up

I’m a duffel bag boy, that’s coordinated

?

coupe back and upgrade her

I get dough (get dough) with Black Snow (Black Snow)

When I start to run low then I get more

I’m no?

nigga so that means I’m loyal

Don’t fuck with them Alphabet boys at all

It’s not in my tradition to be snitching

I watch from the sky box when I ain’t pitching

I’m something like a boss and a worker

I give the order then?

to come murk you