Vibe Shit Lyrics - Warhol.ss

[Intro: Warhol] 

And it's Warhol in this bitch nigga 

Dex in this bitch nigga 

You got Uno in this bitch nigga 

Know how we rockin man 

Wassup b 

[Verse 1: Warhol] 

Keep this shit one hunnid, down 1k, and I keep a K 

I can't fuck wit niggas cause I know he don't do what he say 

Keep my youngin's ready on the Tech, they gon' get it back 

Spend this guap but I'ma get it back, I'ma get it back 

Ridin 'round the city Forgiato rims shinin' bitch 

Boy don't get to close I up this .30 now we turn 'em bitch 

Ball out bitch I'm shoppin spend a check when I'm out at 5th 

Ooh he boy, shoot that movie boy we hold a hunnid clips 

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[Verse 2: Famous Dex] 

Dirty sprite, sippin dirty sprite, it's a dirty night 

Two bitches, kissin hella right, choppa might take your life 

Wait, hop in the Masi' go far, huh they look at me like a star 

Huh, I do not do the bars, poppin them percs man I need me a jaw 

I be so fly it's Dex way, diamond chain go dat way 

Used to be broke in the day, I get the money I swear I be paid 

Kick in yo door it's a raid, tell your bitch open the safe 

Huh, lil baby don't wait, huh they tryna copy the wave 

What, yeah, Dexter, Dexter, Dexter 

They tryna - they tryna copy the wave, I get the money I swear I be paid 

What, Dexter 

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[Verse 3: UnoTheActivist] 

Yeah, ooh, sippin on lean 

Ooh, chopper It came wit the beam 

Fuckin the bitch you can scream 

I know my dick in her spleen 

Count up blue cheese 

Ooh yeah, I'm what they bring 

Baby she suckin me, plea 

Baby she all on her knees, suckin me up, like daddy you brave 

Lift up her shirt for the beans, ooh baby go eat up my seeds 

Why, oh, cause she is a bird, I think that Molly will work 

Try to run up and leave him on the shirt, hit em on the 15th and on the 1st 

Uh yeah, drop it off, ooh, percs she pop em all 

I don't say shit I just pop it off, baby blow me like a molotov 

Yeah, Hugo Boss, still get the ice from Ben Baller 

Fuck up the day and I'm gon' tomorrow 

Uh, sorry I slaughtered your daughter 

Ooh, sorry you don't have father, babygirl callin me father 

Really she callin me daddy but I just want top and don't wanna be bothered 

I put the snake on my collar, ooh money come in different colors 

I be ballin like the Rockets, switch up on me cause I'm smoother than butter 

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