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Warhol.SS

Blue 42

 

Blue 42

(album: Where's Warhol 2 - 2022)


[DC2Trill:]
Phew
Gotta dig it

Even if my nigga ain't right, I'm going left (Nick on the track)
Feel like Boat, hit it one night and then I left (And then I left)
Pulled up in that purple thing, it was super player (Dig?)
Feel like Halo, get your bitch, kingslayer (Gotta dig it)
We just get them choppers and we use it as a mop (Phew)
We just get a good girl and use her as a thot (Use her like a thot)
Blue 42, he going long, that nigga shot (Gone)
Nigga talking loose, that's what got his ass shot (Phew)
I just feel like Dre, get the play, put it in motion
Made 10K by twelve, why your ass loafin'? (Yeah)
Poured a six today, that's what got a nigga slumping
Six hoes versus me, that's a Royal Rumble (Dig?)

[Warhol.SS:]
Ayy, beat him out his Audemars Piguet 'cause he don't need it
I got niggas really feasting
I don't need your lil' paper, I ain't doing no more features
Pull up in a 'Cat with a spoiler, this bitch a creature
Spoiler alert, you gon' see us at that finish line
I done popped a Xan', caught a flight, and now I'm switching times
Mask on, talk MF DOOM, rhymes and dimes
Foenem, he the jwett king, he gon' load up all the Chimes
Shawty, she a wet ting, I'ma hit it from behind
Then I hit her from the front
We gon' swing for the home run, we don't do the bunts
Cashing out, buying all the bags, I ain't taking fronts
All my niggas one of none

[CEO Trayle:]
Ayy, nigga try to slime 4, we turn him to some Runtz
Ayy, ayy, call me Mr. Backdoor, I only kick it once
Ayy, I only beat your bitch that one time, she called me for months
Ayy, her baby daddy play, I up that 30, he gon' bite the dust
You know Backdoor gon' up that, ain't no fighting us
Ayy, now all my cars straight muscle, I don't ride the bus
Ayy, ayy, I just poured a six and I don't really want this bitch
Ayy, only if she getting to some money, she can make me rich

[DC2Trill:]
Even if my nigga ain't right, I'm going left
Feel like Boat, hit it one night and then I left (And then I left)
Pulled up in that purple thing, it was super player (Dig?)
Feel like Halo, get your bitch, kingslayer (Gotta dig it)
We just get them choppers and we use it as a mop (Phew)
We just get a good girl and use her as a thot (Use her like a thot)
Blue 42, he going long, that nigga shot (Gone)
Nigga talking loose, that's what got his ass shot (Phew)
I just feel like Dre, get the play, put it in motion
Made 10K by twelve, why your ass loafin'? (Yeah)
Poured a six today, that's what got a nigga slumping
Six hoes versus me, that's a Royal Rumble (Dig?)

Watch me pass the ho, forget about her, that's the last of hoes
Pussy was good, ain't have no Percs, I wasn't lasting, though
Flunky-ass ho, street nigga, yeah, you pass for those
Foreigns in your hood late night, ain't get a pass for those
Break a pint down for the gang, we ain't passing that
Sold this fuck nigga some— I'm wrong for that
Got his pussy ass knocked out, it wasn't long for that
Ran up on a nigga undercover, had him a turtleneck

[Warhol.SS:]
Good job, pat him on his back like I'm burping babies
Called the plug, picked up some pills, it was an old lady
Big dog, bark and the bite, bitch, I got rabies
Mama told me say no to drugs, now she can't save me
Wake up in the morning, bad ho up in my bed
I roll up and I get high and put on Hulu
Pouring Tris, but I want some red like I'm yelling SuWoo
All my niggas play with paper and choppers like they Q Da Fool

[CEO Trayle:]
Ayy, that mean, nigga, we some rich shooters
Oh, have a kid, do you? Nigga, I was a kid shooter
Bitch, you ain't never seen a nigga flip money like this, do you?
That mean I wake up and get that pack and ship to you
It was not Amiri or was no Gucci, it was a Nike Tech
You ain't getting no money like me, nigga, I'm not liking it
Three hundred a line for the Trish, what kind of price is that?
Ayy, nigga, we up that pipe, know it's on sight with that
It's 4

[DC2Trill:]
Even if my nigga ain't right, I'm going left
Feel like Boat, hit it one night and then I left (And then I left)
Pulled up in that purple thing, it was super player (Dig?)
Feel like Halo, get your bitch, kingslayer (Gotta dig it)
We just get them choppers and we use it as a mop (Phew)
We just get a good girl and use her as a thot (Use her like a thot)
Blue 42, he going long, that nigga shot (Gone)
Nigga talking loose, that's what got his ass shot (Phew)
I just feel like Dre, get the play, put it in motion
Made 10K by twelve, why your ass loafin'? (Yeah)
Poured a six today, that's what got a nigga slumping
Six hoes versus me, that's a Royal Rumble (Dig?)

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