8ft

[Chorus: Warhol.ss]

Hide up on the porch, baby wraith me

I can see no label wanna bank me

Shark up in the water, you some bait, B

Throw the brick on burger, ho come taste me

Baby fiendin' for this wood, ho come face me

If you really want me, ho come chase me

Workin' through these trenches, I'm like eight feet

I'm gon' do the dishes, ho come plate me

[Verse: OG Maco]

Fuckin' on your bitch, and the shit hittin'

And the bag lit, it's a freak pit

Sucker-free dick, need free red chips

Rich bitch, break the pussy down, tune it up

Take a free trip, baby make a porno yeah

Or a lead tip, she a freak yeah

When my niggas can't we do

[?] put the fat cattle dick too

Garfield, tried to [?] on her heart still

Don't care about your broad or the last till

Caught her on the street, can't you see the nat real

Caught him with the beamer, feelings make him feel real

Shawty work the DF4 like the red tips

Ford Focus, fuck the bullshit, it's only bread things

Counter full of dead things

On the cell ring

Yeah it's Mister Mac, yeah like Mister Bell Ding

[Chorus: Warhol.ss]

Hide up on the porch, baby wraith me

I can see no label wanna bank me

Shark up in the water, you some bait, B

Throw the brick on burger, ho come taste me

Baby fiendin' for this wood, ho come face me

If you really want me, ho come chase me

Workin' through these trenches, I'm like eight feet

I'm gon' do the dishes, ho come plate me