[Intro:]

Whoa Kenny



[Warhol.ss:]

Listen, I keep heat, yeah

We're out on these streets, yeah

Keep ones on my feet, yeah

We duck on police, yeah

Eat up, we do feasts, yeah

Just might fuck your niece, yeah

Velcro fold like crease, yeah

Work like elbow grease



Gosha my linen, I keep me a pigeon

Made the decision, now codeine I'm pissin'

Back to back bitches, I keep me a fifty

Chop up the dough how she fuck up the kitchen

Chef on my bitches, come stay with the lemons

Take any doses, I pilfer the feeling

Fuck with emotion, I can't see the ceiling

I put the dot on the head like you Krillin

Switch up the dot, keep the beam on the steamer

Fendi my focus, I drip like a preacher

Keep pressing on me and I lean like a meter

My Cuban in cleaners, it needed a cleanup

I switch up the pace, I watch for the Jakes

I beat it like Zay, piano I play

I play with the keys, and I move by the day

Bust out the form, we swerving the hate

I'm needing my check so I fly overseas

Keep Undercover like I cut up tees

Bitches bustin', they be sticking like fleas

Slimy niggas, wipe your nose like a sneeze

This pressies bus [?], niggas be wanting something

Pissy, I know you're fussy

And I know we tuckin'

Niggas a dime a dozen

He pour the Robitussin

Keep Aquafina, put three in a liter

I'm Simon they do it, it's follow the leader

I trap in the bando, hit me on the beeper

I pour when I'm landing, I'm kissing the Easter

I'm fly like air force

I keep me some horses

I kill like abortion

I popped an extortion

In Paris, I need me some woods, I import 'em

Nigga be fishin', like fuck it, I don't want it



Listen, I keep heat, yeah

We're out on these streets, yeah

Keep ones on my feet, yeah

We duck on police, yeah

Eat up, we do feasts, yeah

Just might fuck your niece, yeah

Velcro fold like crease, yeah

Work like elbow grease



[Rico Nasty:]

Rollin' loud, smokin' loud

Ain't have a car, I can't valet it now

Talking shit, pulling up

Point em out, like who the one who said it, now?

Few pounds, touch down

He said, "I never seen a bitch bust it down"

Watch what you doing and who you do it to

'Cause what go around could come back around

If money was milkin', I need me a cow

Proving 'em wrong like did I hear a doubt?

Gotta roll out, you fucking up my count

You see what I'm doing, you know what I'm about

When I count my stacks, that shit make sound effect

Got these bitches really mad 'cause they see I'm in my bag

They like, "Oh my goodness, you wish you fucking could, bitch"

In a new car with a white girl, that's a Cool Whip

Ain't no one to fool with

Never on no bullshit

Just made a lot of money and I spent it on that outfit



[Warhol.ss:]

Listen, I keep heat, yeah

We're out on these streets, yeah

Keep ones on my feet, yeah

We duck on police, yeah

Eat up, we do feasts, yeah

Just might fuck your niece, yeah

Velcro fold like crease, yeah

Work like elbow grease

Listen, I keep heat, yeah

We're out on these streets, yeah

Keep ones on my feet, yeah

We duck on police, yeah

Eat up, we do feasts, yeah

Just might fuck your niece, yeah

Velcro fold like crease, yeah

Work like elbow grease