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warhol.ss - 100s & 50s lyrics

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[verse 1]
demons on my head but i can’t go for nun
grab my watch and [?] she can’t go for nun
lil bae check em no attend the pump
b-tch at money counting up the slums
molly and the guns, now little baby numb
novocain the solider yah i ain’t feeling nun
love em when they run
love em when they run
catch me sipping purple like im cool with bun
diamonds on this bessell one like when she comes
hoe i might just play you don’t believe in nun
we be smoking dirt like its gas or something
i be high off this earth have nasa [?]
on this gas on this mud like im gucci son
i be beating down the block you can hear me coming
i be thumbing through this cash you can hear me running
money counting counting fast you can hear me running
see these n-gg-s plotting i can see it coming
enemies around me i ain’t fearing nun
walking wit the weston walking with my weapon
boy i might just bless him if he get the testing
bless that boy with the [?] if that sh-t a problem we can wipe him up like tissue
young boy im the sh-t you might need some tissue
when i walk up in the building they know im official
they know im official
official like the ref
came with the tec
they committing fouls get hit wit the tec
get that money stretching
rob em if hes sceptic
boy dont wanna get hectic
starch him off my checklist
cut these blocks in sections
preaching teaching lessons
know you heard of me, i can clear the section
love this currency, euros in my present

[chorus]
100’s 50
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100
100
100
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100, aye
blue pink blue hundreds 50’s
blue pink blue hundreds 50’s
blue pink blue hundreds 50’s
blue pink blue hundreds 50’s

[verse 2]
rolle on my arm its a green face
green back counting wit my mean face
bad b-tches around me i don’t need face
i don’t wanna f-ck hoe i need face
1’s on my feet yah im in my [?]
wrapping around these n-gg-s like we in a chyper
spit these bars spit this sh-t like a recital
f-ck yo hoe i f-ck yo hoe i only one night her
boy its nothing how i do this sh-t
came in wit a ruger how i split your clique
shawty wanna f-ck ima lick the cl-t
diamonds on my wrist, diamonds look like p-ss

[chorus]
aye
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
100’s 50’s
blue pink blue hundreds 50’s
blue pink blue hundreds 50’s

- warhol ss lyrics

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