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Keed, talk to 'em

Chorus: Lil Keed
Warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior Ah
Warrior, warrior Woo, warrior, warrior Ah
Warrior, warrior Let's go, warrior, warrior Woo

Post-Chorus: Lil Keed
Shoot it up like we at the fuckin' gun range Brr
I was on the block, nigga, selling your ring
Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic
Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic
Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs
Now my freak hoes all at my crib Keed, talk to 'em
I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed
I ran it up, show respect to Nip
F&N stick, we got extra clips
Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips

Verse 1: T-Shyne & Lil Keed
Check out my drip, everything is Rick
All of this money, I stack it like Ritz Woah
Yeah, I'm a dog just like I was a pit Grr
He said he move pounds, but he just sold a zip A zip
I be backstage, I'm too lit for the VIP Yeah
Just got the crib, I'm with Vito and Strick Slatt
Malibu life, niggas finally rich Woo
All of these diamonds, I live like a prince Yeah
These niggas pussy, they gettin' exposed Exposed
My new girl look like she come right outta Vogue Vogue
Paid for her shoes and I paid for her toes Yeah
I'm so high, I can't go shopping at Lowe's
I'm having racks in my pockets, of course Let's go
These niggas snitchin', they work for the force Let's go
Bitch, I'm up, might buy crib and a horse Horse
There's only one me, ain't no multiple choice
Pull up on your block, then we spin that shit Spin that
Hanging out the roof, yeah, we won't miss No
Every nigga with me, yeah, they got drip Drip
I was out in LA with a Hollywood bitch Yeah
Hangin' with my opp, get shot Get shot
I'm a warrior, tearin' up the block Warrior
Trap nigga, makin' money off the clock Woo
Give me top and I told her, “Don't stop” Keed, talk to em

Chorus: Lil Keed, T-Shyne & Both
Warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, ah
Warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, woo, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, ah
Warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, let's go, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, woo

Post-Chorus: Lil Keed & Big Sean
Shoot it up like we at the fuckin' gun range Brr
I was on the block, nigga, selling your ring
Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic
Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic
Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs
Now my freak hoes all at my crib Keed, talk to 'em
I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed
I ran it up, show respect to Nip
F&N stick, we got extra clips
Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips Damn

Verse 2: Big Sean
Bitch I'm that pressure, I fuck up the extras Woah, woah
They did everything that they could, except catch up
I'm cut from that cloth that you can't even measure
The girl of your dreams for real makin' my bed up For real
Been eatin' forever, I ain't even fed up For real
G-lock on me, I be set for the setup
I got her in love and we ain't even met up
Don't ask me for shit, don't even ask me no questions
Nobody work harder than ones who ain't beggin'
I was then, now, and I'm next Next
And I'm goin' Dray, Klay, and Steph Woah
Warrior, warrior, warrior Damn
I'm in Euphoria, Waldorf Astoria
Get the deal done, I'm callin' the lawyers up Brr
Slide out to dinner, and it's already finished
They needin' my signature while I'm still ordering Boy
Self progress, I ain't pressed or impressed
Die 'fore I digress and I got no regrets No
And we wipe out the opps 'til they got no one left
Flesh and my flesh goin' young DMX
Told 'em 2015 that we way up, we blessed Blessed
Nigga, I got no time to be stressin' bout stress No
Feel reincarnated, B.I.G
I guess it is life after death, lil' bitch
Keed, talk to 'em

Chorus: Lil Keed, T-Shyne & Both
Warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, ah
Warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, woo, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, ah
Warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, let's go, warrior Warrior, warrior Warrior, woo

Post-Chorus: Lil Keed
Shoot it up like we at the fuckin' gun range Brr
I was on the block, nigga, selling your ring
Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic
Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic
Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs
Now my freak hoes all at my crib Keed, talk to 'em
I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed
I ran it up, show respect to Nip
F&N stick, we got extra clips
Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips