Warhol.SS, Aux Dior - 100 Yard Dash lyrics
[Warhol.SS, Aux Dior - 100 Yard Dash lyrics]
Yeah, uh (Go, go, go go)
Hundred yard dash hundred yard uh uh
Hundred yard dash uh
Yeah, yeah
We pull that glizzy with the switch
And it's a hundred yard dash
Until that yall, bitch im with the cash
In that Virgil Louie duffle you
Can't get a star
Im gon tell you the jakes on the high
Speed and bitch I'm still at large
Okay, loafin in that Crown Vic
You can't catch no fuckin trac
Police be some fuckin therms
How you thought I ever rat?
We got lawyer money
Pay the fee then we gon make it back
Lied to my bitch, told her I quit sippin
But I been relapsed
Go go go na uh, it's a go go green light
Whats them drugs like? Whats them beans like?
Walkin through them trenchеs
Junkies tweakin, it's a fiend fight
Wе got 556s, but I hit him with a mean right
Loaded and I hit reload
Potion in my styrofoam
Black on black this glizzy it's
A 26 with 30 on i don't want no issue if he
Tweetin we gon cut his spleen
I need paper like I'm Project Pat
I need my ghetty green
Styrofoam, been had fetti off the dope
Imma swipe him, but I had him
Go, go, go, go, go, thats a green light
I'm in Bottega drip I can't dirty
I let the steam fight
Playing with this 6 I get to
Bending treat it like I'm Mike
Its double cups and Sprite in here pass
Me the wock and imma spike it (ay)
This bitch is tweakin took too many
Drugs she said she feel enlightened
I hit the Neimans spend your bro meal
Ticket she come back to life
We pull that glizzy with the switch
And it's a hundred yard dash
Until that yall, bitch im with the cash
In that Virgil Louie duffle you
Can't get a star
Im gon tell you the jakes on the high
Speed and bitch I'm still at large
Okay, loafin in that Crown Vic
You can't catch no fuckin trac
Police be some fuckin therms
How you thought I ever rat?
We got lawyer money
Pay the fee then we gon make it back
Lied to my bitch, told her I quit sippin
But I been relapsed (been relapsed)
Hundred yard dash hundred yard uh uh
Hundred yard dash uh
Yeah, yeah
We pull that glizzy with the switch
And it's a hundred yard dash
Until that yall, bitch im with the cash
In that Virgil Louie duffle you
Can't get a star
Im gon tell you the jakes on the high
Speed and bitch I'm still at large
Okay, loafin in that Crown Vic
You can't catch no fuckin trac
Police be some fuckin therms
How you thought I ever rat?
We got lawyer money
Pay the fee then we gon make it back
Lied to my bitch, told her I quit sippin
But I been relapsed
Go go go na uh, it's a go go green light
Whats them drugs like? Whats them beans like?
Walkin through them trenchеs
Junkies tweakin, it's a fiend fight
Wе got 556s, but I hit him with a mean right
Loaded and I hit reload
Potion in my styrofoam
Black on black this glizzy it's
A 26 with 30 on i don't want no issue if he
Tweetin we gon cut his spleen
I need paper like I'm Project Pat
I need my ghetty green
Styrofoam, been had fetti off the dope
Imma swipe him, but I had him
Go, go, go, go, go, thats a green light
I'm in Bottega drip I can't dirty
I let the steam fight
Playing with this 6 I get to
Bending treat it like I'm Mike
Its double cups and Sprite in here pass
Me the wock and imma spike it (ay)
This bitch is tweakin took too many
Drugs she said she feel enlightened
I hit the Neimans spend your bro meal
Ticket she come back to life
We pull that glizzy with the switch
And it's a hundred yard dash
Until that yall, bitch im with the cash
In that Virgil Louie duffle you
Can't get a star
Im gon tell you the jakes on the high
Speed and bitch I'm still at large
Okay, loafin in that Crown Vic
You can't catch no fuckin trac
Police be some fuckin therms
How you thought I ever rat?
We got lawyer money
Pay the fee then we gon make it back
Lied to my bitch, told her I quit sippin
But I been relapsed (been relapsed)