brodinski – on my watch lyrics
[chorus: warhol.ss]
pour drank up in this soda pop, keep a 30 in my glock
keep some ice inside my watch
money come, these b-tches flock
if that ho ain’t choking d-ck, then her number i’ma block
turn me up, this sh-t don’t stop
‘lenciaga, don’t do crocs
[verse 1: warhol.ss]
i just walked in with a tec
pop in that sh-t like a ref
pour this sh-t up, i don’t measure
i f-ck around, make a mess
pinky ring look like a bolder
i keep that chopper on top of my shoulder
extra percent for my shooter controller
i hit that ho, put her back in my folder
[verse 2: famous dex]
and i pull up, ride in a rover (skrrt)
catch little b-tch, land right on my shoulder (what?)
f-ck lil’ b-tch, yeah, i’m pulling her braids, b-tch in the grave
i got the b-tch crew, yeah, take your shoes off in front of my rug (what?)
i got the vlone on me, yeah, b-tch know i’m a thug
i don’t want no hugs, ooh don’t want no kiss
who you tryna diss? 30 shotta make him hit (blow-blow)
30 shot i don’t miss, what, warhol with me (yeah)
yeah, that little b-tch, name angie suck my d-ck
now envy that b-tch with me
[verse 3: warhol.ss]
body bag a n-gga and i get ghost
f-ck a bentley i’ma hop in a ghost (skrrt)
shooter with me, burn ’em just like a toast
baby come suck on that d-ck, ’til you choke
i see you n-ggas broke, yeah
spaz on a ho, do the most
white on white private jet like some c0ke
keisha icing me the side of the coat
[verse 4: famous dex]
i just gon take me a trip on a boat
yeah, i do me the most (do me the most)
i keep the money in my pocket, it float
yeah, your b-tch wanna float (wanna float)
n-ggas acting really tough with that .30 (yuh)
yeah, send them some toast (blow)
turn his -ss into some toast, lil’ boo better go
yeah, hold on, diamonds on me and they shine (shine)
i make the b-tch blind (ooh), i think the b-tch really fine (oh man, godd-mn)
what b-tch on me? yeah, she gotta f-ck the team
whole gang they with me, yeah
the whole gang keep a semi, b-tch, yeah
[chorus: warhol.ss]
pour drank up in this soda pop, keep a 30 in my glock
keep some ice inside my watch
money come, these b-tches flock
if that ho ain’t choking d-ck, then her number i’ma block
turn me up, this sh-t don’t stop
‘lenciaga, don’t do crocs (what?)
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