100 Yard Dash Aux Dior (Ft. Warhol.SS)

[Warhol.SS]
Yeah, uh
(Go, go, go go)
Hundred yard dash
Hundred yard uh uh
Hundred yard dash uh

[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
Yeah, yeah
We pull that glizzy with the switch and its a hundred yard dash
Until that [?] yall, bitch im with the [?] cash
In that Virgil Louie duffle you can't get a star
Im gon tell you the jakes on the high speed and bitch I'm still at large
Okay, loafin in that Crown Vic, you can't catch no fuckin trac
Police be some fuckin therms, how you thought I ever rat?
We got lawyer money, pay the fee then we gon make it back
Lied to my bitch, told her I quit sippin, but I been relapsed

[Verse 1: Warhol.SS]
Go go go n***a uh, its a go go
Green light, whats them drugs like? Whats them beans like?
Walkin through them trenchеs, junkies tweakin, its a fiend fight
Wе got 556s, but I hit him with a mean right
Loaded and I hit reload, potion in my styrofoam
Black on black this glizzy its a 26 with 30 on
I don't want no issue if he tweetin we gon cut his spleen
I need paper like I'm Project Pat I need my ghetty green