TWPL

By Drelli

Released on February 16, 2016

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[Verse 1: Drelli]

Ay, this bitch got a Xan in her system

I’m in the back of an Uber, I’m double cup sippin’

Baby my stans be Raf Simons

Pianos, I’m heavily bussin’

Trapping with keys in these APC jeans

And this Maui I blow be designer

Boof in the air and I’m hot as a sauna

Ay ay, my niggas’ll rob you, they not with the drama

If she on her period I’m counting these commas

My phone line is constantly chirping

Finessing my old head for bread and it’s working, ay


[Hook: Drelli]

Step to the left then I dab

Dripped up in sauce when I pass with my (niggas)

Ay, leaving with shorty, she bad

So tonight I cannot fuck with you (niggas)

Ay, designer my feet and my teeth made of gold

Designer my weed, I’ma blow

LORDFUBU my plug on the low

(LORDFUBU pluggin on the low?)

Yeah LORDFUBU plug me up for sure

I drop the top with my (niggas)

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay ay


[Hook: Drelli]

Step to the left then I dab

Dripped up in sauce when I pass with my (niggas)

Ay, leaving with shorty, she bad

So tonight I cannot fuck with you (niggas)

Ay, designer my feet and my teeth made of gold

Designer my weed, I’ma blow

I hate when white people yell (niggas)


[Verse 2: Warhol.ss]

They like Warhol, bro what you been on?

I been working on myself all alone

Show me a pad for the summer

Roll over niggas like Hummers

Now roll over bitch, I’ma wrist her

Might fuck on your sister

I never did kiss her but her lips were soft as some tissue

She knew ‘bout pen over pencil

But my foreign ho made the prophecy scripture

Blow me a bag through the roof, man I feel like I’m speed racing

Pink pussy pretty, I’m sure to taste it

Green in my ‘wood and I’m sure to face it

She threw it back and I’m sure to take it

She talkin’ ‘bout what she seen but she stay on the scene

Can’t fuck with bitches like that

Booty so fat with a tat

And I’m flat so my niggas you know we don’t lie


[Outro: Drelli]

Ay, this bitch got a Xan in her system

I’m in the back of an Uber, I’m double cup sippin’

Baby my stans be Raf Simons