[ Featuring OT The Real ]
Intro (Millyz)
Now we can get some money or we can go to war
It's however you want it
Your choice
Verse 1 (Millyz)
Plugged in with Dominicans, cutting out the middlemen
The losses that I took was contributions to my bigger wins
Flow like young Marshall in the trailer park in Michigan
I'm trapping mental drugs, strong as Fetty when you mix it in
All that talk over the net will get you served, I call it Wimbledon
Homie tried to change his life
I heard they wet him up in Church like a Christening
Racked up at the jeweler, fifty thousand got me glistening
Hitting vixens in the Tahoe until I'm tired like Michelin
Gelato, got the shipment in
I just took a trip to Humboldt County
Put some money on your head, if they don't catch you up the bounty
Raised in C-M-B but I went to school with the townies
Where they teach you to put the iron to the man like Robert Downey
Mint seats out to Cali with the Wi-Fi in it
Different color strains looking like there's Tie-Die in it
My youngin said don't pull a drive by in it
Cause he'll shoot a rapper Bentley up like CyHi in
I be in Sicko Mode, different hoes blow me like piccolo
With the Rose drinking Dom Perignon like Michelob
The money tall as Tacko Fall on his tippy toes, drippy clothes
I just bought a trap house with bigger stoves
Verse 1 (OT The Real)
I took a brick and drove 90 to my ducky spot, chunky knots
Plug don't rap but every month he drops
Flicking my ashes at the Undie cops
Pistol on me, hands in my pants like Kelly Bundy's pops
Naughty by nature, this rap comes with opps
Hugging blocks cause we know someone else gone take it once we stop
The Nol pills do cartwheels and somersaults
Sometimes I serve that good meth, and some with salt
All ya dogs couldn't step away
I heard you fed the State information on several separate dates
Check my resume, my arrest record say
We ain't spilling no vodka, we let the Effen spray
Me and Pop making plays, that's my little buddy
I'm watching you, clocking moves, yea I still study
Over them boxes it'll get bloody
But no stress, they throwing a dress on them like Kid Cudi
Hook (OT The Real & Millyz)
We can make war or we can make money
We can get money or we can go to war
We can make war or we can make money
We can get money or we can go to war
(Millyz)
Brodie tryna flip this case, the Judge wanna see him die in the system
Cause where we grew up we was forced to make violent decisions
I had to whip a six deuce up and ride with a Smith son
In real life I'm white boy Rick just minus the snitching
(OT The Real)
They signing statements like they signing petitions
I had to grind on them missions , you wouldn't be allowed inside the kitchen
We had enemies, but now most of mine isn't living
Some call it Karma, I call it Divine Intervention
(Millyz)
Irish tradition , crack ya head with the Jameson bottle
Scratch the numbers off a Blick like I'm playing the lotto
Feature money got me on the beach faded in Cabo
This rap shit is easier than getting laid at a brothel
(OT The Real)
Plug telling me today or tomorrow, that box gotta come
I gotta gun, 247, it's filled with hollow ones
Every time I start a run, the mud is where I got it from
The raw got him searching through the rug like Joe Biden's son
Hook (OT The Real & Millyz)
We can make war or we can make money
We can get money or we can go to war
We can make war or we can make money
We can get money or we can go to war
