On My Waist

[Intro: Warhol.SS, Famous Dex & Young Maylay] Please sir I'm just a young man tryna get ahead in life See all my niggas tryna stack some (Yeah what?) Do I look like a street criminal sir? No I just wanna fuck yo' bitch you feel me? Yeah Yeah what, yeah what? What, what? De-, De-, Dexter, like what? Yeah, what? Dexter Dexter Woah, yeah (Yeah) Let me go bitch Oh man goddamn Yeah [Chorus: Warhol.ss] Two pints in my tummy, Hi-tech Shawty talkin' all that wild shit, just want the sex No I don't just want the sex, but yeah just want the neck Yeah I want the neck, you can keep the sex .30 on my waist, pop it in his face Niggas talkin' shit, wild, smack him in his place Put him in his place, .30 on my waist Goyard on my waist, money in her face (Uh Dexter, look) [Verse: Famous Dex & Warhol.ss] Money in her face, Goyard on my waist (What?) Gucci on my body, can't fuck with him he a snake Get that money fast, count up like a race (I do) Wait, yeah, I run to the cake I run to the cake, I run to the guap Need my money green, call that shit the guac Yeah I'm countin' knots, and I'm with your ho And she with the bros, yeah she want some more Yeah she want some more, I pour me a four Coolin' with your ho, can't trust him, kick in his door Woah wait, yeah, wait I kick in his door, never bein' broke I got that money, never goin' broke Boy this ain't no hustle, told your bitch to look Why you actin' shook? all these niggas crooks All these niggas lame, smack him and I took his chain Got your bitch she gave me brain, why all these niggas want the fame? [Chorus: Warhol.ss] Two pints in my tummy, Hi Tech Shawty talkin' all that wild shit, just want the sex No I don't just want the sex, but yeah just want the neck Yeah I want the neck, you can keep the sex .30 on my waist, pop it in his face Niggas talkin' shit, wild, smack him in his place Put him in his place, .30 on my waist Goyard on my waist, money in her face