Lyrics Warhol.SS – Supaboof
Text:
You know Warhol gotta boof
Boy, you just how it do
I got red wings on my boots
All my bitches come in twos
Boy, you know just how we do
Boy, you know this how we do
All my bitches come in twos
I know all you niggas knew
Young nigga got it straight up out the snow
Fuck niggas out here, never trust a soul
I don’t these niggas, nigga I’ll just flex alone
Jupi told me niggas phony go and watch the phone
Money standing tall like Shaq, though
I just piped his bitch, and lil’ shorty out the back door
Brand new bad bitch, pipe her
What you reaching for my pack for?
No, I ain’t no pack worker, but you know I pack dope
Ain’t no questions, ain’t no questions, I love flexing, bitch
I just pulled up with that pack, I need that Texas Pour-Up, bitch
I just slow up with the Henny, copped the 4 and not the fifth
That lil’ bitch, she peepin’, yeah she see my necklace and my wrist
You know Warhol gotta boof
Boy, you just how it do
I got red wings on my boots
All my bitches come in twos
All my bitches come in twos
Boy, you know just how we do
Boy, you know this how we do
All my bitches come in twos
Boof, boof, boof pack, boof
Yeah I gotta boof
Yeah I’m puffin’ boof
Boof pack, boof
I be smokin’ boof
I be smokin’ boof
Jet pack boof
Snitch pack boof
Piss pack boof
Yeah, I’m on that boof
Still smokin’ boof
Yeah, I’m smokin’ boof
Yeah I gotta boof
Warhol gotta boof
Know I gotta boof
