CatchYouOut

[Intro: Warhol.SS]

Yeah, [?]

Ay, aye

Damn, damn, damn

Uh, aye

[Chorus: Warhol.SS & Luhh Dyl]

Me and Dyl still dealin', I catch you out in a minute

I don't start nothin', I end it, we up the score from start to finish

Push weight, I sold a toushand, triple what I'm benchin'

Can' play with none the fam, I say the word, shorties spinnin' (Slow down)

[Post-Chorus: Luhh Dyl]

Since a yougin' ballin' like the Pistons

Seen the bigger picture

He want beef, we get nigga 'plenished like really nonexistent

The trap jumpin' like Pop-Pop's chicken

Unc' steppin' on the biscuits

I been wrote my wrongs and been knew when I laced up what come with it

[Verse: Warhol.SS & Luhh Dyl]

Wе been the championship type it's all sweeps, in evеry season

She steady thuggin' on my zipper, bae, slow down and take it easy

GTA, complete the mission and slip profit like some cleavage

He gon' die tryna get on me, this nigga better control his demons

You better back back, I got shit that make you lay down like I'm Peezy

He on the 'Gram with his lifesavengs, he don't know I make thatt weekly

Oh, you want a boy that's hot shit? We got flavors, come and meet me

Don't think shit sweet, I stay clutchin' my hea, this ain't no freebie

Took the harder route, I'm made for this shit, I'm hard body

I done did all this shit twice and the bitch say I ball like it

Had the driver switch whips, I make it hard identifyin' me

Caight her off a her word, it wasn't nothin', she been eyein' me

Wrong word, push your shit back, beginner barber

Drake hit him, it changed his life, he talk like kindergartners

.45 it's my size, that bitch hit every target

Chill guy, I don't be on shit, you can catch me in the target

I'm one of the biggest in it

Got more stain than a permanent marker

They nitin' swag I been invented it, they call me Gearge Carver

AMG or Beamer rindin', they won't catch me in no Charger

The play was over sweet, but you know I hard to overcharge him (Yeah, yeah)

And if it's sweet then we eat

Brodie locked up for a B, his co-D got cold feet

I done torned rap into passion 'cause Iseen so some of my niggas leave

Nigga can't even imagine a fraction of paper that I done seen

[Chorus: Warhol.SS]

Me and Dyl still dealin', I catch you out in a minute

I don't start nothin', I end it, we up the score from start to finish

Push weight, I sold a toushand, triple what I'm benchin'

Can' play with none the fam, I say the word, shorties spinnin'

[Post-Chorus: Luhh Dyl]

Since a yougin' ballin' like the Pistons

Seen the bigger picture

He want beef, we get nigga 'plenished like really nonexistent

The trap jumpin' like Pop-Pop's chicken

Unc' steppin' on the biscuits

I been wrote my wrongs and been knew when I laced up what come with it

[Outro: Luhh Dyl]

Just deal