Young Thug - Warrior (feat. MPA Wicced) Lyrics

I live my life just like a warriorAnd I'm a motherfucking warriorI live my life just like a warriorAnd I'm a motherfucking warriorI creep silent, I creep silent, I creep silentI creep silent, I creep silentI creep silent, I creep silentI creep silent, I creep silent, I creep silentAnd I'm a motherfucking warrior according to the scoreThe [?] in there, your ho in there, your bro in thereAfter [?] that was so much weed you got to mow in thereWe took em out, he had more in thereKicked him up his ass with Jimmy Cha and Jimmy Cho in thereBitches see me in that Honda Chevy, want my digitsWant my ticket, they can't get itThinking nothing but these kittiesIt's impatient in the city got me frigid, but I'm getting itIt ain't only [?], spot that beat and [?]Get the bags out the trash can, see too much weed I'm gon spazShotgun nino mash, YSL swagRock clad, I'm gon take his assOne cap out no pass[?] too bad, RIP to [?], free my nigga NashI live my life just like a warrior, I know that nigga up to somethingHe standing in the cold with no coat, catch a dime bag with an O and wipe your noseStay cold cause that pole on his throatHit the jeweler, leave out froze, my diamond blacker than coalHer pussy dripping, all my pimpingI'm a hippy, know she with itAll the [?] fuck up your city, my diamond's bleeding, Wicced's pissingWe going in just like [?], she on the stage showing her kittyThug tattooed on her titty, I look like a ton of midgetsSpeaking of midgets, got a [?] if you want it, I'll go get itMake one phone call to the [?], they gon pull up right here with itWe not worried bout no jacking, that's a ticket, no lieutenantYou know DK gonna squeeze it till it's emptyI live my life just like a warrior, my skin read like SeminolesSpeaking of red, my [?] sponsored by red bottomThese bitches want everybody, my whole crew they got problemsThey [?], they gon kill that, we can't stop themWe just looking like the [?] in the club, they know we got itHit the club looking like Pac, we got muscles just like rocketGot all of these bitches [?] for my bosses, plus your posse look like pastaWe don't beat em, we gon eat em, we gon feed em to these divasYeah these divas run with heaters, senorita, hasta la vistaThey two piece ya, then they leave, for your maker, know I need herBut I'm baker, [?] pieces, what I'm making, [?] cheetahsI got acres sitting on acres, motherfucker