Single / Track

Wicked

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Lyrics

Uh, aight, nigga uh

Free my tweaks, nigga

Spinnin' for Tray, ayy

In my city this shit get wicked, niggas dyin'

They keep gettin' spanked for dissin'

Went on a drill wit' a switch, my thirty went out too fast

Had to go get a fifty

Got madder than a bitch, nigga had slid wit' me

Hank had no aim, he was missin'

Knew he was a rookie so I had gave em' a week

After that, took em' down for that glizzy

Nigga better keep that five wit' one in the head

Nigga play, send his ass to the sky

In traffic clutchin' shots, don't pull on side my ride

I ain't goin' like Pac

That ho can come get fucked then bounce

If I get a feelin' that ho gettin' shot

I ain't get no feelin', she can stay for a lil' bit longer

After that, gotta kick rocks

We was three deep in a four door, two-hundred shots

.40, .45 and .10 milli

Send me that pape in advance, at least ten bands

For a B, I'm comin' to get it

You got yo' gun took and tryna hop in this ride

No sir, you can't get in wit' me

He mentioned that name

Now I'm tryna spin and keep on spinnin' until I'm different

Told bro hit the switch at ground, if a nigga try to crawl

Told 'em face that bitch

Nigga took off when he seen my face so I tapped switch

I ain't wanna chase that bitch

I aim for the chest up, he start holdin' his face

Look like somebody maced that bitch

She ain't wanna give me the lo

She must fucked them niggas so I'm finna Drac' that bitch

This ho walked in wit' a purse, no money

A vape and a charger, knew she was a thot ho

Bro off a thirty pushin' this bitch

Told em' slow down for we end up in a pothole

Drop my mask, shoot first, ask questions later

You know that be the motto

This lil' ho trippin', keep recordin'

I'm finna introduce her ass to a hollow