Yo Gotti - World War Three lyrics

[Hook] It's World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a, my n******gs' with it With it, I&E, n***a, World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a My n******gs' with it, with it, WB, b**h [Verse One] It's World War Three, n***a, f**ing wit Gotti, boy I'm about to separate your soul from your body, boy, I've got that chopper boy Coming through your block, boy and you can't stop us, boy Better call the coppers', boy, my n******gs' with it, with it, money, we get it Get it, I see my target, regardless I hit it, hit it, bullets ain't got no name Gotti ain't playing games, Gotti don't buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim Situations don't matter, put your head on a platter, catch the cut Then, b**h, I shed, born, and rattle, got on your head, feel you ready Got on yo best, you say you're beefing with Gotti, you living, then you blessed [Bridge] [x2] f** an institution, b**h, this a revolution, I ain't gon' chill Until I get an execution [Hook] It's World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a, my n******gs' with it With it, I&E, n***a, World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a My n******gs' with it, with it, WB, b**h [Verse Two] So you say you want to break the law, what about when I break your jaw What about when I come through your hood, sideways in a Regal Me and my people, stunting wit a sawed off, I say you want to think Before you do that, you don't really want to see me run through that I'm screaming out Gotti, before I got him so why you screaming 'Who's that' You say you want to wild out but you don't want to foul out What the f** you thinking about, see you f**ing with a block burner When sh** gets hot, it melts, ain't no telling how it turn out I'm bringing fame to the streets in a proper way, represent I&E Each and every day, Yo Gotti, motherf**er, what the f** you say My grill ain't real, my sh** don't shine in your face How many n******gs' had six figures besides Jigga, before the rap game came Me and my n******gs', representin' down south with - up in our mouth sh**, bricks and chips is what I'm all about, say it again, rewind the sh** Play it again, record again because you're f**ing wit a n***a, bring war again [Hook] It's World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a, my n******gs' with it With it, I&E, n***a, World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a My n******gs' with it, with it, WB, b**h [Verse Three] I scream attention, if you're an I&E solider, pay attention Because it's some serious sh** I'm about to mention, go and get that n***a So I can lynch him, don't ever join my team and try to exit That's like having a Lexus and won't flex it I know you like the ice up in my bracelet You had the advantage, now you can't do nothing but panic like a hoe Wanting it rough but you're too romantic, I'm the number one writer Who say that their tighter, that's just like bringing a fight up Out of a fighter, trick, I'm ready for it, never annoyed, so energetic And with that slick sh** you pull, you make me feel disrespected It's World War Three, n***a, f**ing with Gotti, boy, I ain't no studio gangster I bring the drama boy [Hook] It's World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a, my n******gs' with it With it, I&E, n***a, World War Three, n***a, f**ing with me, n***a My n******gs' with it, with it, WB, b**h