Famous Dex - Walking Dead lyrics

[Hook: Warhol.ss & Famous Dex] Walking through the trenches Money in my britches 30 in my pocket Hollows in this rocket Smokin' till I'm weezin' Ball out every season Count more than my teachers 100k for features 6k for my finger My pockets never empty Lil boy, don't come near me Shooters, they crazy, doin' hits out the Bentley Sippin' none' but wop Dope in my sock Write your name on the Glock We kick in your door, never talk to the cops [Verse 1: Warhol.ss] These n***as phony and fake That boy gon' talk to the jakes Eat all my shrimp with the steak Take all his food off his plate These n***as don't know the plot Pull up and pop out his top Blowin' this dope out the roof Run up with slide and finish the lot [Verse 2: Famous Dex & Warhol.ss] That lil' boy don't want war Tell me what all is his fuss about Them boys just snatched his chain Caught the man lackin' in the parking lot 40 on me it go boom I f** his b**h in a room Maserati it go zoom Born in the Chi, boy, I came from the zoo They knew we came from the zoo 30 shot on me, I aim it at you Smokin' on glue My b**h from Peru Lackin', end up on the news Hit that boy with the tool Diamonds on me feelin' cool Hundred b**hes in the pool Hundred b**hes in the pool They sniffin' that coke, man they thinkin' it's cool They get so high, like the moon Pickin' it up, I'm so rude Twenty-five for some j**els Bankroll my pocket, Margiela my shoes I know this boy wanna be me Diamonds so cold, I got AC, yeah [Hook: Warhol.ss & Famous Dex] Walking through the trenches Money in my britches 30 in my pocket Hollows in this rocket Smokin' till I'm weezin' Ball out every season Count more than my teachers 100k for features 6k for my finger My pockets never empty Lil boy, don't come near me Shooters, they crazy, doin' hits out the Bentley Sippin' none' but wop Dope in my sock Write your name on the Glock We kick in your door, never talk to the cops