War Paint
Gnar Lyrics

I know Tia (I know Tia)
I am familiar with Tia

You gon' T up (you know Keisha)
You are going to get ready (T up) like Keisha

I didn't body down, listen on the real
I didn't kill anyone, listen to the truth

'Cause I know Nina (I know Nina), and she know Keisha (she know Keisha)
Because I know Nina who knows Keisha

I fuck on Tina (wait), she hold all my re-up (re-up)
I have sex with Tina and she holds all my drugs that I need to resupply (re-up)

Smoke my dope (smoke my dope), ayy, I bought her a visa (bought her a visa)
Smoke my drugs and I bought her a visa (for travel)

She smoke my dope (smoke my dope), yeah, I bought her a visa (visa)
She smokes my drugs and I bought her a visa

Smoke my dope (smoke my dope)
Smoke my drugs

Call your ho (call your ho)
Call your prostitute

She put that ass on me, then I gotta go (I gotta go)
She gave me sex and I have to leave

She a wild lil' bitch, she love the snow (she love the coke)
She's a crazy girl who loves cocaine

Screamin' out, 'Fuck 12,' I stick to the code (fuck 12)
Screaming 'fuck the police,' I adhere to the street code

I been gettin' money every minute
I have been earning money every minute

Had to put some diamonds in my dentures, went to see the lil' dentist (oh)
I had to get diamonds put in my dentures so I went to the little dentist

You stick to Xans like a menace (oh)
You are addicted to Xanax like a problem

Fuckin' every bitch, you want distance
You have sex with every woman and want space from them

Shoot you in the brain, fuck a witness
Shoot you in the head and disregard anyone who sees it

War, war, my nigga, I want war (oh)
I desire a fight or conflict

I got bands, my nigga, I need more (oh)
I have money, my friend, but I want more

Got bands, my nigga, I need more (oh)
I have money, my friend, but I still want more

Uh, niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit (oh)
Others are not saying anything of substance

Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit, ain't talkin' 'bout shit (oh)
Others are not saying anything meaningful

Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit (oh)
Others are not discussing anything valuable

Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout, niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Others are not discussing anything important

Big .45 got kickback
A large .45 gun has recoil

Shoot you in your crib, where you sleep at, oh
Shoot you at your home, where you sleep

Say you gettin' money, where your whip at?
If you're making money, where is your car?

Bit' eat a Xan like a Tic-Tac
Bitches eat Xanax like candy

Sit on that dick, bitch, get back
Sit on that penis, girl, and move away

But I gotta go, I gotta go
But I have to leave now

I got some money to get
I have to earn some money

Bags to get on the road, out on the road
I need to get some bags for the journey

All I really need is one minute, facts (yuh)
I only need one minute, and that's the truth

Gnar said do it so it's finished (yuh)
Gnar said to do it, so it's done

Rest in peace MBM, I don't do scrimmage
Rest in peace MBM, I don't do practice games

I might have to name up my effort for bitches (yuh)
I might have to increase my effort for women

I just called Alyssa to get me a biscuit
I just called Alyssa to get me some drugs

I like to catch snitches, like I'm playin' Quidditch
I enjoy catching informants, like playing Harry Potter's Quidditch

They puke on that dick, so they call it Tom Riddle
They vomit on the penis, so they refer to it as Tom Riddle

And I like to talk to my tool, Bob the Builder
And I enjoy talking to my gun, like it's Bob the Builder

I'm in Argentina with a ho
I am in Argentina with a prostitute

I like to sit back and watch her eat another ho (I did)
I enjoy sitting back and watching her have sex with another prostitute

Snort, move, top, I had to let a bitch go (gone)
Snort, move, top, I had to let a girl go

Days of Future Past, say your ex-man broke
In the future, say your ex-boyfriend is broke

Mama sticks to her last, even when her nigga gone
Mom holds onto her values, even when her man is gone

When I hit in the bed, I'ma let that shit go (bruh)
When I ejaculate in bed, I will let that happen

Beat the shit out your man, put this dick down her throat (yuh, yuh)
Beat up your guy, and make her perform oral sex on me

I run up with your pack, I'm Houdini, phantom (mhm)
I will steal from your group and disappear like Houdini

Bands, my nigga, I need more
I need more money, my friend