[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 n***a bando
.223 with a spike like Rambo
So third-degree, beat a n***a 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, n***a, what your MAC on?
These n***as bitin' my swag like Soulja, n***a been poppin' them tags on Vlone
Geeked up, rockin' my shades like poker, poured up, sippin' on Act', no Keystonе

[Verse 1: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, six on a new fit, fifty for a drop-top
I was off a bean, thе Tech made me Wock' talk
Never been a lame, ain't shit to make her top drop
Smokin' on gas, 'Wood how I lift off
Still poppin' Xans, 2018
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin' licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, drip in Celine (Damn)
Flawless, came in off a hun' (Hun')
Me and my n***as still drippin' for fun (Fun)
Been knew I was the one (One)
Still got n***as on the run (Yeah)
Still got money, but I fuck your ho
I still flip work off a new iPhone
I ain't said shit but you already know
Certified hit off of rockstar flow
[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 n***a bando
.223 with a spike like Rambo
So third-degree, beat a n***a 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, n***a, what your MAC on?
These n***as bitin' my swag like Soulja, n***a 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)
N***as 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 n***a bando
.223 with a spike like Rambo
So third-degree, beat a n***a 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, n***a, what your MAC on?
These n***as bitin' my swag like Soulja, n***a been poppin' them tags on Vlone
Geeked up, rockin' my shades like poker, poured up, sippin' on Act', no Keystone