SPLASH! lyrics

[Hook: Warhol.ss]
Diamonds bitin' I be flashin
Yeah I be cashin, water on me VVS like Sebastian
b*tch I be splashin
Pull up Rari I be gassin', whoa whoa, b*tch I'm in traffic
I got that burner, cookie I be ashin
b*tch ain't no passin
Off White summer fashion, pop sh*t like elastic
b*tch I be right when I face pressure, I be laughin
He was never with the action, he just be fu' but I pocket check with the cash in
He a b*tch he a bast*rd, see where these hoes is
Sippin drank be my passion, money cup I be Act-in', sippin on the lean

[Verse 1: Warhol.ss]
Full length Chanel swag I be poppin Givenchy, Chanel tags
Gettin that jet lag, get up off the flight hop in that Hellcat
Just like a referee all of these n*gga they cannot compare to me
Slurpin sh*t like a pedigree, f*ck up that f*ck up I know that they hate me
Balmain fiend, been Undercover my jeans
I cannot take that lil' hoe from the scene
Dress down in Ricky I switch up the scene
n*gga can't take no L on the block
Servin mid n*gga front door no clock
Hop in Versace robes I'm relaxin
I guess a n*gga this sh*t is just practice
This ain't no game, big 30 on me no playin
Make 'em think twice 'bout a stain
Clean a n*gga up like Gain
Hit it from the back made that hoe try'n pitch
Vroom on a n*gga gotta hit one switch
Carbon chopper hit 'em wit the clip
n*gga want smoke, put that chop to his lip
[Hook: Warhol.ss]
Diamonds bitin' I be flashin
Yeah I be cashin, water on me VVS like Sebastian
b*tch I be splashin
Pull up Rari I be gassin', whoa whoa, b*tch I'm in traffic
I got that burner, cookie I be ashin
b*tch ain't no passin
Off White summer fashion, pop sh*t like elastic
b*tch I be right when I face pressure, I be laughin
He was never with the action, he just be fu' but I pocket check with the cash in
He a b*tch he a bast*rd, see where these hoes is
Sippin drank be my passion, money cup I be Act-in', sippin on the lean

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Left wrist that's an Aston
Sippin' on Act, and no I ain't active
Rollin Gelato, I ain't gassin
f*ck on that hoe and I'm passin
Ten on my whip, similar to glass
Got ten hoes comin' to the mansion
Via diamonds on my neck they be dancin
Poppin' pills like a n*gga had cancer
Them drugs, cannot stand this
So fly that a n*gga ain't landin
Me and migo used to trap out the bando
A lot of money still don't take it for granted
Nah I need all of mine, I want this cheese and the dope, just call me Papa John
I gotta pocket rocket, Glock-9
f*ck that hoe put'n that di*k in her spine
Young n*gga stay on your grind til' you shine
Rockin the Gucci and different designer
Brand new AP got me ahead of the time
Go for the sack like I play on the line, yeah
All of my b*tches is fine
I love the nina that the nine
I keep it while I'm ridin
Young rich n*gga I get payed to rhyme, ooh
[Hook: Warhol.ss]
Diamonds bitin' I be flashin
Yeah I be cashin, water on me VVS like Sebastian
b*tch I be splashin
Pull up Rari I be gassin', whoa whoa, b*tch I'm in traffic
I got that burner, cookie I be ashin
b*tch ain't no passin
Off White summer fashion, pop sh*t like elastic
b*tch I be right when I face pressure, I be laughin
He was never with the action, he just be fu' but I pocket check with the cash in
He a b*tch he a bast*rd, see where these hoes is
Sippin drank be my passion, money cup I be Act-in', sippin on the lean