ROXXY lyrics

[Intro: Warhol.ss]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
b*tch, aha
Yeah, woah, b*tch, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, dig
Huh, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, ayy

[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
I pop the Perc', blue, I'm going to Saturn
That ho stay in Gucci, she know by the patterns
Stepping in Neiman's, I need me the platter
Put this sh*t on, I'ma show what it matter
All these baguettes, we had to bust out the racks
Back on the Percocet, bust out to flex
We do the pressure, you'd better relax
Yeah, we gon' spark it up, just like a match (Spark it up)
You know we gon' bust
I take a brick and then dirty the Crush (Dirty up)
These n*ggas pus*y, try to put up a fuss
Mix up a D'usse in the red with the Tuss', yeah
He wanted smoke, well we with the puffin'
Featherweight diamonds, picky like a Funyun
Big booty b*tch, she looking like an onion
Pull up with at the spot, make her ride up [?] (Pull up)

[Verse: Ghoulavelii]
Walk up in Neiman's and treat it like Folies
I wanna f*ck that little b*tch from the islands
Full stack of hundreds, my n*ggas be wildin'
Hop on the block, got the b*tches, they falling
Hop on the block, got the b*tches, they calling
Hop on the block with the Glock and they falling
I cannot rock with these n*ggas, they frauding
You cannot rock with my n*ggas, we ballin' out
Bust down skull, n*gga, on the chain
f*cking your b*tch, n*gga, that's your main
Number (N)ine shoes, pants Helmut Lang
Put my b*tch sh*t away
Diamonds, they dancing, no Johnny Dang
I'm on the block, know I keep a thing
In that Benz, swerving through the lanes
Emo b*tch wanna slit her veins
Off-White kicks, feeling like the man
I put gold all up on my fangs
Off this lean, I can't feel a thing
f*cking that b*tch, and she give me brain
That was your thot, she wanna train
I'm on the block, bringing them pain
I get the dot, yeah, had to aim
Racks on his head, he look like Aang