[Intro]
Neila World
Mike D you can't do this to em man
EQ made this one
[Chorus: Warhol.ss]
100 round nigga, Louboutin zipper
Hop out the Demon, I fuck up the Fisker
Drip on me [?] keep water delivered
Pour up some Easter, they know I'm a sipper
Back to back Bentleys can't make this shit up
Beat up a nigga, he put on a crutch
.40 talking to him, turn him to dust
I don't feel like fucking, I just want the suck
I pour up some mud, [?] key
Stand on the brick, I kept me a fish
I see me a lick, I hop on the shit
He look like a stain, [?] on my fist
Visvim Christo, been in the flip-flops
Bullets hit a nigga in the shin, gotta hip-hop
Fucking on the [?] but I can't stop
[Verse 1: Warhol.ss]
Free all my niggas in the pen with the door locked
Styrofoam cup, filled with the mud, in the hood throw it up
Rick jeans with the.40 tucked, better duck
Choppa with a scope leave a nigga outta luck
All these hoes [?] fucking with the enemies
Give a nigga game, these lames ain't hearing me
[?] to the brain, think I had a epiphany
These niggas extra, [?] never feeling me
Act on ice, put the ice in the steamer
Coat white, [?] better call Peter
Beat her out the frame, don't want me to leave her
Trap hot, my suppressor gonna fever
Pull up in a Viper, slide for a pit-stop
Think I see the opps, Imma pop till my wrist lock
Time come around, we gon put a nigga [?]
[?] killed, we ain't never seeing no cops
Neila World
Mike D you can't do this to em man
EQ made this one
[Chorus: Warhol.ss]
100 round nigga, Louboutin zipper
Hop out the Demon, I fuck up the Fisker
Drip on me [?] keep water delivered
Pour up some Easter, they know I'm a sipper
Back to back Bentleys can't make this shit up
Beat up a nigga, he put on a crutch
.40 talking to him, turn him to dust
I don't feel like fucking, I just want the suck
I pour up some mud, [?] key
Stand on the brick, I kept me a fish
I see me a lick, I hop on the shit
He look like a stain, [?] on my fist
Visvim Christo, been in the flip-flops
Bullets hit a nigga in the shin, gotta hip-hop
Fucking on the [?] but I can't stop
[Verse 1: Warhol.ss]
Free all my niggas in the pen with the door locked
Styrofoam cup, filled with the mud, in the hood throw it up
Rick jeans with the.40 tucked, better duck
Choppa with a scope leave a nigga outta luck
All these hoes [?] fucking with the enemies
Give a nigga game, these lames ain't hearing me
[?] to the brain, think I had a epiphany
These niggas extra, [?] never feeling me
Act on ice, put the ice in the steamer
Coat white, [?] better call Peter
Beat her out the frame, don't want me to leave her
Trap hot, my suppressor gonna fever
Pull up in a Viper, slide for a pit-stop
Think I see the opps, Imma pop till my wrist lock
Time come around, we gon put a nigga [?]
[?] killed, we ain't never seeing no cops
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