[Intro]
I'm working on dying
[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
Pour a brick in my lemon Brisk, my cup worth a grip
That's your bitch, she more like a lick, roll me up a zip
Of this piss, smokin' Cookie Crisp, make her throw a fit
Who that is? Better check your jit, foenem load the clip
Out in trench though, yeah, them Benzo, what them tints for?
You been broke, this ain't Polo, bitch boy, this Kenzo
Masi' with the turbo engine, push it 'til the dash broke
I do what I want for real though, can't tell me none', ho
[Verse 1: Warhol.SS]
Ayy, can't tell me none', bitch, my funds lit
Purple muddy, sippin' on this Wock', ain't no Qualitest
Pussy nigga lame as fuck, he just wanna follow shit
Pull up and we slidin' thirty deep, like what's the problem, bitch?
Big guap, eatin' steak and shrimp, sippin' on the four
Lemonade, youngin, what you pour? It's a case though
Got a couple niggas in the pen', couple on the road
Fuck it, bond him out, he beat it though, my niggas on the road
Bitch, don't you text the kid, I be in the crib
Fuck her friend, all I got is gang, no, I'm not your mans
Niggas cappin', thinkin' he a friend, boy, you just a fan
I can't kick it, I be turbo switchin', fuck that boy opinion
All that sneakin', I be really geekin', do this any weekend
Really chiefin', blowin' on the 'Wood, this shit like a beacon
All that beefin' shit be for the birds, you can save the words
'Bout that action, we can get it crackin', kick him to the curb
I'm working on dying
[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
Pour a brick in my lemon Brisk, my cup worth a grip
That's your bitch, she more like a lick, roll me up a zip
Of this piss, smokin' Cookie Crisp, make her throw a fit
Who that is? Better check your jit, foenem load the clip
Out in trench though, yeah, them Benzo, what them tints for?
You been broke, this ain't Polo, bitch boy, this Kenzo
Masi' with the turbo engine, push it 'til the dash broke
I do what I want for real though, can't tell me none', ho
[Verse 1: Warhol.SS]
Ayy, can't tell me none', bitch, my funds lit
Purple muddy, sippin' on this Wock', ain't no Qualitest
Pussy nigga lame as fuck, he just wanna follow shit
Pull up and we slidin' thirty deep, like what's the problem, bitch?
Big guap, eatin' steak and shrimp, sippin' on the four
Lemonade, youngin, what you pour? It's a case though
Got a couple niggas in the pen', couple on the road
Fuck it, bond him out, he beat it though, my niggas on the road
Bitch, don't you text the kid, I be in the crib
Fuck her friend, all I got is gang, no, I'm not your mans
Niggas cappin', thinkin' he a friend, boy, you just a fan
I can't kick it, I be turbo switchin', fuck that boy opinion
All that sneakin', I be really geekin', do this any weekend
Really chiefin', blowin' on the 'Wood, this shit like a beacon
All that beefin' shit be for the birds, you can save the words
'Bout that action, we can get it crackin', kick him to the curb
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