Warhol.SS - No Pencil lyrics

Drippin' designer, that's foreign fashion
Y'all niggas lit, you really have it
Rick jeans, I could kill that
Eating crab that's Sebastian
I remember used to eat at the Zaxby's
You the type the nigga
To get robbed in the alleys
Can't just drop the rack and battle this
Winner team gon' put up a tally
Couple hoes still rocking to Sally's
Plenty niggas hit that, never come past me
Check the scoreboard, nigga
Pack that shit up
And wait for y'all to deliver it
I get the money and ball with my niggas
Trap zone, nigga, look at these figures
Fuck this shit up no, i don't need no pencil

I get the racks, i double it
Can't do business with niggas
They counterfeit these be falling, tumblin'
And my young niggas they be jumping for shows
Loose screws, leave a boy in the cold
Lying nigga he be breaking the code
Real boss never sold my soul
Still bossin' count guap like a hobby
And i keep my tommy they can't find me
Boy can't get 'bout me
Say that he won't try me don't try no tommy
Give your hoe a new Ricky
Lil hoe wet, she Misty cough up at your city
Hoe i get no kickin'

Drippin' designer, that's foreign fashion
Y'all niggas lit, you really have it
Rick jeans, I could kill that
Eating crab that's Sebastian
I remember used to eat at the Zaxby's
You the type the nigga
To get robbed in the alleys
Can't just drop the rack and battle this
Winner team gon' put up a tally
Couple hoes still rocking to Sally's
Plenty niggas hit that, never come past me
Check the scoreboard, nigga
Pack that shit up
And wait for y'all to deliver it
I get the money and ball with my niggas
Trap zone, nigga, look at these figures
Fuck this shit up no, i don't need no pencil
Dread heads, smoking like a rasta
Most of you niggas eatin pasta's
Gotta sort this shit out like a doctor
These niggas in jails, pop two bars
And yell no cap, gon ride that, man
And I'm still cool as a fan
Bunch of bitches, bringing my bands

This shit simple, don't trip
Pick that again, quit trippin'
Nigga want smoke, get kickfliped
Slide in the 'rari, pierced leather
Stacked like a tetris, good fit
Ride with the hot jets
Pimpin only, 'Pac shit

Drippin' designer, that's foreign fashion
Y'all niggas lit, you really have it
Rick jeans, I could kill that
Eating crab that's Sebastian
I remember used to eat at the Zaxby's
You the type the nigga
To get robbed in the alleys
Can't just drop the rack and battle this
Winner team gon' put up a tally
Couple hoes still rocking to Sally's
Plenty niggas hit that, never come past me
Check the scoreboard, nigga
Pack that shit up
And wait for y'all to deliver it
I get the money and ball with my niggas
Trap zone, nigga, look at these figures
Fuck this shit up no, i don't need no pencil