Warhol.SS - 100s & 50s lyrics

Ooh, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, you know how it go
Bitch, bitch, ayy, woah, ayy

Demons on my head but I can't go for nun
Grab my watch and she can't go for nun
Lil' bae check 'em intent to the pump
Bitch at money counting up the slums
Molly and the guns, now little baby numb
Novacaine the solider
Yeah I ain't feeling nothin'
Love em when they run love em when they run
Catch me sipping purple like im cool with bun
Diamonds on this bessell one
Like when she comes
Hoe I might just play you
Don't believe in none
We be smoking dirt like it's gas or something
I be high off this Earth havin' Nas-fun
All this gas on this mud like I'm Gucci son
I be beating down the block
You can hear me coming
I be thumbing through this cash
You can hear running
Money counting counting fast
You can hear it running
See these niggas plotting I can see it coming
Enemies around me I ain't fearing nothin'
Walking wit the Weston walking with my weapon
Boy I might just bless him
If he get the testing
Bless that boy with the 'chete extra
If that shit a problem we can
Wipe him up like tissue
Young boy im the shit you
Might need some tissues
When I walk up in the
Building they know I'm official
They know im official
Official like the ref came with the tec
They committing fouls, get hit wit the tec
Get that money stretching
Rob em if hes sceptic
Boy don't wanna get hectic
Starch him off my checklist
Cut these blocks in sections
Preaching teaching lessons
Know you heard of me, I can clear the section
Love this currency, euros in my present

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100's 50's 100, aye
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Rollie on my arm it's a green face
Green back counting wit' my mean face
Bad bitches around me I don't need face
I don't wanna fuck hoe I need face
1's on my feet yeah I'm in my size
Wrapping around these niggas like
We in a cypher
Spit these bars spit this shit like a recital
Fuck yo hoe I fuck yo hoe and I one night her
Boy it's nothing how I do this shit
Came in wit' a ruger how I split your clique
Shawty wanna fuck I'ma lick the clit
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds look like piss

Ayy 100's 50's 100's 50's 100's 50's
100's 50's blue pink blue hundreds 50's
Blue pink blue hundreds 50's