R4W Letra - Offset ft. Quavo

Shots got fired (Fah, fah)

Fuck it, I'm hit (Fuck it, I'm hit)

Red in my eyes (Red in my eyes )

I'm tryna blitz (I'm tryna blitz)

Who let off the shot? (Baow, baow)

I told 'em no snitch (I told 'em no snitch)

He shot with his eyes closed, I knew you a bitch (Baow, baow, I knew you a ho)

This AR is 5'4" and it's fully equipped (This AR, rrr, rrr)

I seen the fire explode, it went straight in my hip

Ready for war, I been praying for war

Ready for war, I been praying for war

Ready for war, I been praying for war

Praying for war, I been praying for war

Ready for war, I been praying for war

Ready for war, I been praying for war

Ready for war, I been praying for war

Praying for war, I been praying for war

War, war, war, war, praying for war (Let's go)

War, war, war, war, I'm praying for war

War, war, war, war, I'm praying for war

War, war, war, war (Hey)

Get back, I'm gettin' get back (Get back)

Huh, somebody getting smacked

Mama said if they hit me, then hit back (Hit back)

What the fuck I look like being a bitch rat?

Leg shooter, get shot in your six pack (Bow)

Yellow diamonds, white diamond, I mismatch

Get his top, get his noodle for sixty racks

Poppin' shit, put a hole on his top, Stojakovic (Woo-hoo)

Call the janitor, mop up the evidence (Mop)

Put my bitches through school for medicine (Hey)

Three million, stand up, like 7'10" (7'10")

I'm hated so much by many men (I'm hated)

I'm looking through buffs, I see the win (Buffs)

Them niggas ain't tough, we'll meet again (Hey, Huncho)

They callin' for help

I can't let bro get jumped by himself (No, no)

Lace the boots up, I'm ready to step

Armed in traffic, I'm spinning, I'm hell

He in danger, he sing, Adele (Yeah)

[?] my eye through the telescope (NASA)

Tryna blend like I got on camo (Yeah)

Me and 'Set like John Wick and Rambo (Migo)

Say gang, this shit for the Rocket

Told my mama don't cry 'cause I got it (I got it)

Smokin' Bloomin, the ash on the Bible (Chill out)

I'm in this shit for survival (Hey, yeah)

Yeah, I'm ready for war (Woah)

Tell my bitch to go and sit in the car (Watch out)

Fuck the microphone, get a AR

In the dark, but I know I'm a star (Quavo, hey)

Fuck it, I'm ridin' tonight (Fuck it)

Sickly, lil' nigga, finna strike

I don't gamble, nigga, bet on your life (Don't cry)

Walk shit down like a hike (Walk down)

These trigger fingers don't type (Hey, woo)

Niggas ain't talking nothin' light (Shit heavy)

Houston, we have a problem (Hey)

I'm balling with bombs tonight

Ready for war, I been praying for war (Ready for war)

Ready for war, I been praying for war (Praying for war)

Ready for war, I been praying for war (Ready for war)

Praying for war, I been praying for war (Praying for war)

Ready for war, I been praying for war (Ready)

Ready for war, I been praying for war (Ready, ready)

Ready for war, I been praying for war

Praying for war, I been praying for war

War, war, war, war, praying for war (Let's go)

War, war, war, war, I'm praying for war

War, war, war, war, I'm praying for war

War, war, war, war