Warhol.ss – Kill Tek Piece ft. Lil Mosey (Official Music Video)

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1. this is mad slept on and it annoys me

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   1. Same, one of my favourite lyrical lemonade concepts, probably lil Moseys best feature and hands down Warhol’s best ever song

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2. This dude looks like gunna

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3. Such a classic mayne

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4. Such an underrated tune

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5. Chorus: Warhol.SS]
   Kill TEC piece, three feet tall, running these streets, we ain’t even crawl
   Choppa goin’ in, hit it for ya, raised on the East, no front yard
   Hunnid round drum, won’t run out of ammo, knife on the gun, we gon’ rob a nigga bando
   .223 with the sprite like Rambo, tote it to the grave, beat a nigga with a hambone
   Redbone bitch, I’ma get in her backbone, big bag on me, I don’t pay tax on ’em
   Baggin’ up O.G. right about a flash-up, Glock no safety, nigga, what ya MAC on?
   These niggas bitin’ my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin’ them tags on VLONE
   Geeked up, rockin’ my shades like poker, poured up sippin’ on Act’, no keystone

   [Verse 1: Lil Mosey]
   Yeah, diamonds on me, I got a Wock and I got a tree
   Niggas be hatin’, they envying me, I keep the bands on me, oh (Bands)
   Yeah, Patek (Patek), that shit put ice on my neck (On my neck)
   Just went and fucked and I left (I fucked her), that lil’ bitch I slept, uh (Bitch)
   Niggas be cappin’, they lying (Lying), big backwood, I’m flyin’ (I’m flying)
   Kill TEC piece, you dyin’ (Brr), big rock bands this time
   Ooh, shoot at you (Slide through)
   Dang
   [Chorus: Warhol.SS]
   Kill TEC piece, three feet tall, running these streets, we ain’t even crawl
   Choppa goin’ in, hit it for ya, raised on the East, no front yard
   Hunnid round drum, won’t run out of ammo, knife on the gun, we gon’ rob a nigga bando
   .223 with the sprite like Rambo, tote it to the grave, beat a nigga with a hambone
   Redbone bitch, I’ma get in her backbone, big bag on me, I don’t pay tax on ’em
   Baggin’ up O.G. right about a flash-up, Glock no safety, nigga, what ya MAC on?
   These niggas bitin’ my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin’ them tags on VLONE
   Geeked up, rockin’ my shades like poker, poured up sippin’ on Act’, no keystone

   [Verse 2: Warhol.SS]
   Steppin’ in public, that lean in my body, I take your heart to the tropics, hey
   Takin’ these doses of molly, hey, bitch, I’m the shit like a potty
   Brought with that Actavis, no, you can’t lean on me, hop on the flight and I switch up the scenery
   I know he pussy, that boy ain’t no killin’ these, chopper off safety just for the enemies
   Niggas, we talkin’ for internet, no, I was never too into that
   Ayy, Maison Margiela, they into that and L.A. bitch so thick, she fittin’ that
   She thick, ayy, pay for the extras, put that little ho on a stretcher
   Choppa gon’ get it bustin’ like Vectis, give me some weed, codeine, and extras

   [Chorus: Warhol.SS]
   Kill TEC piece, three feet tall, running these streets, we ain’t even crawl
   Choppa goin’ in, hit it for ya, raised on the East, no front yard
   Hunnid round drum, won’t run out of ammo, knife on the gun, we gon’ rob a nigga bando
   .223 with the sprite like Rambo, tote it to the grave, beat a nigga with a hambone
   Redbone bitch, I’ma get in her backbone, big bag on me, I don’t pay tax on ’em
   Baggin’ up O.G. right about a flash-up, Glock no safety, nigga, what ya MAC on?
   These niggas bitin’ my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin’ them tags on VLONE
   Geeked up, rockin’ my shades like poker, poured up sippin’ on Act’, no keystone

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