Interlude lyrics

by

Warhol.SS


[Intro]
(Ayy, ayy)
(Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up)
(Goddamn)
I like, f*ck with this one (Ayy, ayy)
I might put this, like, in the middle of the tape or somethin
(Beep, beep)

[Verse]
Come and f*ck me then you know she f*cked bros
Ho hit the Runtz one time and then choked
Now I'm in the suites, used to sleep on the floor (Beep)
Now I hit the bank just to spill out O's (Beep, beep)
I got the fire, we ain't worried 'bout sh*t
12 stalkin' us so we ride with the tint (Brrt)
In the back with a 'Wood that's the size of a blunt (Brrt)
Got too many hoes, who'da thought I was a pimp?
Ride with the tactical, act like an animal (Brrt)
Remember back then I was drinking on Danimals
f*ck up the beat, eat this ho like a cannibal
Two white hoes, n*gga, I'm in the middle
Feeding hoes di*k, eat it up like dinner
You come in second, Lil Candy a winner (Bah)
You said you loved her? n*gga, we flipped her (Boop-boop-boop)
Afternoon flights, drugs in my system
Pain in my heart, lean in my liver
Water on the wrist drip down like a river
Pop an X6 then hop out Fisker (Skrrt)
Been a lil' hot boy, n*ggas ain't 'bout sh*t
You in a drought, I can tell you ain't got sh*t
She wanna smash but don't want me no block b*tch
They want me singing, they like the lil' pop sh*t
At the concerts, rock out on my rock sh*t
What the time is?
I can't even tell 'cause these f*cking diamonds, ayy
Rock out at them shows, jump inside the moshpit
If you moving sideways you gon' meet the cartridge
All my n*ggas outside where them f*cking dogs is
Pop out with them hollow-tips, leave his body mangling
They said they just wanna smoke, they was on the same sh*t
Showed his ass a lil' strap, he couldn't name it
I got hoes in different states, feeling like the Bang Bros
And my checks came a lil' late, I'm still gon' be paid, ho
Watch out for them f*ckings snakes, they the main ones you call bro
And when your b*tch come in late, just know where she coming from
She geeking, she booted, she up off a molly
She popping the X and I'm feelin' her body
I'm taking this b*tch and she wet as tsunami
Going straight to the top and ain't feeling nobody
She pop her a Perc' now I'm feelin' her body
I got them n*ggas, them killers behind
You try me, young n*gga, they catching a homi'
[Outro]
(Count it up, count it up, count it up)
(Beep, beep)
(n*gga, count up, go and count it, ayy)
(n*gga, count up, go and count it, ayy)
(Beep, beep, beep)
(n*gga, count up, go and count it, ayy)
(Beep)
(I can count that up, ayy, count that up)
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