[Chorus]
You know Warhol gotta boof
Boy, you just how it do
I got red wings on my boots
All my b*tches come in twos
All my b*tches come in twos
Boy, you know just how we do
Boy, you know this how we do
All my b*tches come in twos
[Verse]
I know all you n*ggas knew
Young n*gga got it straight up out the snow
f*ck n*ggas out here, never trust a soul
I don't these n*ggas, n*gga I'll just flex alone
Jupi told me n*ggas phony go and watch the phone
Money standing tall like Shaq, though
I just piped his b*tch, and lil' shorty out the back door
Brand new bad b*tch, pipe her
What you reaching for my pack for?
No, I ain't no pack worker, but you know I pack dope
Ain't no questions, ain't no questions, I love flexing, b*tch
I just pulled up with that pack, I need that Texas Pour-Up, b*tch
I just slow up with the Henny, copped the 4 and not the fifth
That lil' b*tch, she peepin', yeah she see my necklace and my wrist
[Chorus]
You know Warhol gotta boof
Boy, you just how it do
I got red wings on my boots
All my b*tches come in twos
All my b*tches come in twos
Boy, you know just how we do
Boy, you know this how we do
All my b*tches come in twos
[Bridge]
Boof, boof, boof pack, boof
Yeah I gotta boof
Yeah I'm puffin' boof
Boof pack, boof
I be smokin' boof
I be smokin' boof
Jet pack boof
Snitch pack boof
p*ss pack boof
Yeah, I'm on that boof
Still smokin' boof
Yeah, I'm smokin' boof
Yeah I gotta boof
Warhol gotta boof
Know I gotta boof