Kill Tek Piece (Original Version) Warhol.SS (Ft. Lil Mosey)

[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
Kill TEC piece, three feet tall, running these streets, we ain't even crawl
Choppa goin' in, hit it for ya, raised on the East, no front yard
Hunnid round drum, won't run out of ammo, knife on the gun, we gon' rob a nigga bando
.223 with the spike like Rambo, tote it to the grave, beat a nigga with a hambone
Redbone bitch, I'ma get in her backbone, big bag on me, I don't pay tax on 'em
Baggin' up O.G. right about a flash-up, Glock no safety, nigga, what ya MAC on?
These niggas bitin' my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin' them tags on VLONE
Geeked up, rockin' my shades like poker, poured up sippin' on Act', no keystone

[Verse 1: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, six on a new fit, fifty for a drop-top
I was off a bean, thе Tech made me Wock' talk
Nеver been a lame, ain't shit to make her top drop
Smokin' on gas, 'Wood how I lift off
Still poppin' Xans, 2018
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin' licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, drippin' CELINE (Damn)
Flawless came in off a hun' (Hun')
Me and my niggas still drippin' for fun (Fun)
Been knew I was the one (One)
Still got niggas on the run (Yeah)
Still got money, but I fuck your ho
I still flip work off a new iPhone
I ain't said shit but you already know
Certified hit off of rockstar flow