Warhol.SS, Ghoulavelii - ROXXY lyrics

Yeah yeah, yeah
Bitch, aha (Ayy Lil Reekyh, turn up)
Yeah, woah, bitch, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, ooh, dig
Huh, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ayy

I pop the Perc', blue, I'm going to Saturn
That ho stay in Gucci
She know by the patterns
Stepping in Neiman's, I need me the platter
Put this shit on, I'ma show what it matter
All these baguettes
We had to bust out the racks
Back on the Percocet, bust out to flex
We do the pressure, you'd better relax
Yeah, we gon' spark it up, just like a match
(Spark it up) you know we gon' bust
I take a brick and then dirty the Crush
(Dirty up)
These niggas pussy, try to put up a fuss
Mix up a D'usse in the red with the Tuss'
Yeah
He wanted smoke, well we with the puffin'
Featherweight diamonds, picky like a Funyun
Big booty bitch, she looking like an onion
Pull up with at the spot, make her ride up
(Pull up)

Walk up in Neiman's and treat it like Folies
I wanna fuck that little
Bitch from the islands
Full stack of hundreds, my niggas be wildin'
Hop on the block, got the bitches
They falling
Hop on the block, got the bitches
They calling hop on the block with the
Glock and they falling
I cannot rock with these niggas
They frauding
You cannot rock with my niggas
We ballin' out
Bust down skull, nigga, on the chain
Fucking your bitch, nigga, that's your main
Number (N) ine shoes, pants Helmut Lang
Put my bitch shit away
Diamonds, they dancing, no Johnny Dang
I'm on the block, know I keep a thing
In that Benz, swerving through the lanes
Emo bitch wanna slit her veins
Off White kicks, feeling like the man
I put gold all up on my fangs
Off this lean, I can't feel a thing
Fucking that bitch, and she give me brain
That was your thot, she wanna train
I'm on the block, bringing them pain
I get the dot, yeah, had to aim
Racks on his head, he look like Aang

I pop the Perc', blue, I'm going to Saturn
That ho stay in Gucci
She know by the patterns
Stepping in Neiman's, I need me the platter
Put this shit on, I'ma show what it matter
All these baguettes
We had to bust out the racks
Back on the Percocet, bust out to flex
We do the pressure, you'd better relax
Yeah, we gon' spark it up, just like a match
(Spark it up) you know we gon' bust
I take a brick and then dirty the Crush
(Dirty up)
These niggas pussy, try to put up a fuss
Mix up a D'usse in the red with the Tuss'
Yeah
He wanted smoke, well we with the puffin'
Featherweight diamonds, picky like a Funyun
Big booty bitch, she looking like an onion
Pull up with at the spot, make her ride up
(Pull up)