Ready 4 War Pt. 2 Edot Babyy

[Intro]
Baow, gang-gang-gang
Huh? Bitch, gang-gang-gang
Run that up, Rico
It's Edot Babyy
What? Bitch, gang-gang-gang

[Verse 1]
Slide to his block and let like four blast
We all them niggas that's with all the war stat
We check the ball, we don't give no war paths
Fuck two-four, I'm shootin' with format, uh
Bitch, and I do not miss
I catch a oppy, I'm shootin' off rip
And he tried to run, but he stumbled and tripped, gang-gang-gang

[Chorus]
And we just gon' bend that, bend that block
I just might hit that, get that opp
They never sent no, sent no shot
My bro, here, they workin' with cops, like
What? Uh, they can't compare
I heard they mans had shot in the air
That nigga a dummy, I know he was scared, like

[Verse 2]
Gang, we is not for all the talkin'
Spinnin' the grapes, like, I'm finna offеr
Pop out and just cause an extortion
Niggas get shot tryna spin in thе mornin'
Like, what? Don't drop my O
I heard the last opp nigga got poked
But it's sixteen shots if I'm totin' the pole, like
I don't get it
How you drop my O, but then feel offended?
No, I ain't leavin' no witness
On the scene, get low, that V we switchin'
We never needed no handout
I ain't get shit, so suck my dick
I really feel like the man now
Told bro, "Just focus on bands now"