[Chorus: Warhol.SS]

Kel-Tec piece three feet tall

Running these streets, we ain't even crawl

Chopper go and eat, hidden from y'all

Raised on the east, no front yard

Hundred-round drum, you gon' run out of ammo

Knife on the gun, we'll rob a nigga bando

.223 with a spike like Rambo

Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone

Redbone bitch, I'ma get in the backbone

Big bag on me, I don't put tax on

Pickin' up OG right up on Flat Shoals

Glock, no safety, nigga, what your 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, diamonds on me

I got the Wock' and I got the tree

Niggas be hatin', they envying me

I keep the bands on me, oh (Bands)

Yeah, Patek (Patek)

Flashy, put ice on my neck

Just one-night fucked and I left (I fucked)

Now, lil' bitch, I slept, uh (Now, lil' bitch)

Niggas be cappin', they lying (Lying)

Big Backwood, I'm flying (I'm flying)

Kel-Tec piece, you dying (Brrt)

Need my bands, it's time (Band, oh)

Shoot at you (Slidin' through)

Damn

[Chorus: Warhol.SS]

Kel-Tec piece three feet tall

Running these streets, we ain't even crawl

Chopper go and eat, hidden from y'all

Raised on the east, no front yard

Hundred-round drum, you gon' run out of ammo

Knife on the gun, we'll rob a nigga bando

.223 with a spike like Rambo

Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone

Redbone bitch, I'ma get in the backbone

Big bag on me, I don't put tax on

Pickin' up OG right up on Flat Shoals

Glock, no safety, nigga, what your 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 2: Warhol.SS]

Steppin' in public, that lean in my body (My body)

I take your ho to the tropics

Hey, takin' these doses of molly

Hey, bitch, I'm the shit like a potty

Rock with TheActivist, no, you can't lean on me

Hop on a flight and I switch up the scenery

I know he pussy, that boy ain't no kin to me (Pussy, pussy)

Chopper, no safety just for the enemies (Enemies)

Niggas be talkin' for internet (Internet)

No, I was never too into that (Too into that)

Ayy, Maison Margiela, been into that

And that lil' bitch so thick, she fit in that (She thick, she thick)

Ayy, pray for the extras (Extras)

Put that lil' ho on a stretcher

Chopper, it's gon' get to bustin' like Vectors

Keep me some weed, codeine, and extras

[Chorus: Warhol.SS]

Kel-Tec piece three feet tall

Running these streets, we ain't even crawl

Chopper go and eat, hidden from y'all

Raised on the east, no front yard

Hundred-round drum, you gon' run out of ammo

Knife on the gun, we'll rob a nigga bando

.223 with a spike like Rambo

Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone

Redbone bitch, I'ma get in the backbone

Big bag on me, I don't put tax on

Pickin' up OG right up on Flat Shoals

Glock, no safety, nigga, what your 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