War With Us Ducey Gold (Ft. 916frosty & Surf)

[Chorus: Ducey Gold]
Lately, I've been fucked up, fucked up (What, what)
Nigga said he want smoke, he don't want nun' (Woah)
Riding with them demons, you know how we come (Yeah)
I'm with my slimes, you don't wanna go to war with us, yeah (Slatt, slatt)
Lately, I've been fuck up, fucked up (Bitch, woah)
Nigga said he want smoke, he don't want nun' (What)
I've been riding with them demons, you know how we come
I'm with my slimes, you don't wanna go to war with us
Ayy, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1: Ducey Gold & 916frosty]
Voices in my head, nightmares in the day
Now I'm like fuck love, that shit ran me away
And we still keep them ghetto ties, I put that on tape
Know I still keep that 45., talkin' Michael J (Baw, baw)
I just landed a UFO, okay (Baw)
In the middle of the fire, I just heated up my blade (Yeah)
In the hills to the underworld, where them goons lay
Me and my niggas tryna' to turn this shit into a doomsday (Yeah)
Bitch, you got me fucked up, playin' all them games
Niggas got me fucked up speaking on my name
Hold up, that's a dead man if he touchin' on my chain (Yeah, yeah)
I just keep the squeezer, ayy
Hit you with that heater, ayy (Oh)