Lyrics ARMY - Duke Deuce

ARMY

Bitch better do what I say
I ain’t like the others you date
It’s a real nigga this way
It’s a real nigga this way
Yeh!
I ain’t really used to this cake
A few years back I wasn’t straight
It’s funny how somethings changed
But the money ain’t ease my pain
Got plenty straps like a war bitch
Swing that AR from my armpit
Bought a hellcat and destroyed it
Bought a hellcat and destroyed it
Wake up and drink in the morning
Grabbing the strap and I’m yawning
Rapping but move like the army
Rapping but move like the army
Mother fuck the law (fuck em).
Crakas getting off (off)
All these guns I bought I’m prepared for martial law yea
Fuck you bitches law.
I can’t dive up in you raw yea
If you only see the cost of a nigga with a big check
Think my heart on a trampoline the way I jump out my feelings
Good thang is got up out that rain this whip ain’t got no ceilings
Treat that pussy like Michael mane, I stab it til I kill it
Hit that lil hoe with my Twinkie now she in her feelings
QC piece still swangin on my neck
Fuck a nigga mean I’m banging bout respect
See us in public you better come correct
Yea, see us nigga better know it’s that
Bitch better do what I say
I ain’t like the others you date
It’s a real nigga this way
It’s a real nigga this way
Yeh!
I ain’t really used to this cake
A few years back I wasn’t straight
It’s funny how somethings changed
But the money ain’t ease my pain
Got plenty straps like a war bitch
Swing that AR from my armpit
Bought a hellcat and destroyed it
Bought a hellcat and destroyed it
Wake up and drink in the morning
Picked up the strap and I’m yawning
Rapping but move like the army
Rapping but move like the army
Nigga they think they killa til we get up wit em
Bitch think they dismissed until they friend come wit us
Fuck ya mean hoe?
Can’t play with this bigger than bigger
Get your best friend to the hotel room put dick in her liver
Hey, got fucked up left kids on hold like a babysitter
Hey, bitch I’m a king and I think I’m the shit like a kitty litter
Hey, left a lot of niggas in the dust and they know we been them niggas
Fuck niggas can’t catch up so I guess they in the rear view
Hot boy money no toast
Run into the 40 get close
Say you got a gun bitch so
Yeen gone pull it lil hoe
3 years back I was broke
Now I got bread got a loaf
Bitch do what I say so
I ain’t like them other niggas though
WHATTHAFUUUCCCKKK!
Bitch better do what I say
I ain’t like the others you date
It’s a real nigga this way
It’s a real nigga this way
Yeh!
I ain’t really used to this cake
A few years back I wasn’t straight
It’s funny how somethings changed
But the money ain’t ease my pain
Got plenty straps like a war bitch
Swing that AR from my armpit
Bought a hellcat and destroyed it
Bought a hellcat and destroyed it
Wake up and drink in the morning
Picked up the strap and I’m yawning
Rapping but move like the army
Rapping but move like the army