Kill Tek Piece

[Chorus: Warhol.SS] Kel-Tec piece three feet tall Running these streets, we ain't even crawl Chopper go and eat, hidden from y'all Raised on the east, no front yard Hundred-round drum, you gon' run out of ammo Knife on the gun, we'll rob a nigga bando .223 with a spike like Rambo Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone Redbone bitch, I'ma get in the backbone Big bag on me, I don't put tax on Pickin' up OG right up on Flat Shoals Glock, no safety, nigga, what your MAC on? These niggas bitin' my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin' them tags on Vlone Geeked up, rockin' my shades like poker, poured up, sippin' on Act', no Keystone [Verse 1: Lil Mosey] Yeah, diamonds on me I got the Wock' and I got the tree Niggas be hatin', they envying me I keep the bands on me, oh (Bands) Yeah, Patek (Patek) Flashy, put ice on my neck Just one-night fucked and I left (I fucked) Now, lil' bitch, I slept, uh (Now, lil' bitch) Niggas be cappin', they lying (Lying) Big Backwood, I'm flying (I'm flying) Kel-Tec piece, you dying (Brrt) Need my bands, it's time (Band, oh) Shoot at you (Slidin' through) Damn [Chorus: Warhol.SS] Kel-Tec piece three feet tall Running these streets, we ain't even crawl Chopper go and eat, hidden from y'all Raised on the east, no front yard Hundred-round drum, you gon' run out of ammo Knife on the gun, we'll rob a nigga bando .223 with a spike like Rambo Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone Redbone bitch, I'ma get in the backbone Big bag on me, I don't put tax on Pickin' up OG right up on Flat Shoals Glock, no safety, nigga, what your MAC on? These niggas bitin' my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin' them tags on Vlone Geeked up, rockin' my shades like poker, poured up, sippin' on Act', no Keystone [Verse 2: Warhol.SS] Steppin' in public, that lean in my body (My body) I take your ho to the tropics Hey, takin' these doses of molly Hey, bitch, I'm the shit like a potty Rock with TheActivist, no, you can't lean on me Hop on a flight and I switch up the scenery I know he pussy, that boy ain't no kin to me (Pussy, pussy) Chopper, no safety just for the enemies (Enemies) Niggas be talkin' for internet (Internet) No, I was never too into that (Too into that) Ayy, Maison Margiela, been into that And that lil' bitch so thick, she fit in that (She thick, she thick) Ayy, pray for the extras (Extras) Put that lil' ho on a stretcher Chopper, it's gon' get to bustin' like Vectors Keep me some weed, codeine, and extras [Chorus: Warhol.SS] Kel-Tec piece three feet tall Running these streets, we ain't even crawl Chopper go and eat, hidden from y'all Raised on the east, no front yard Hundred-round drum, you gon' run out of ammo Knife on the gun, we'll rob a nigga bando .223 with a spike like Rambo Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone Redbone bitch, I'ma get in the backbone Big bag on me, I don't put tax on Pickin' up OG right up on Flat Shoals Glock, no safety, nigga, what your MAC on? These niggas bitin' my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin' them tags on Vlone Geeked up, rockin' my shades like poker, poured up, sippin' on Act', no Keystone