Wicked

Mhm mhm shit get wicked mhm mhm like what you saying

Mhm mhm shit get wicked

Mhm yeah mhm

Aye look this shit getting wicked

All of my shooters they with it

Swear we ain't sparing no feelings

Before it get started know Juan gone end it you dig

We lay in them trenches

**** get pressed like benches

Where I come from you can't trust these bitches

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I'm back in that mode

She said he green well it's time to go

I see him in traffic I'm upping the pole

If we can't find him shit knock off his hoe huh fa sho

Creep and lay low

He walking out hundred shots at the door

Don't care bout his bitch don't care bout his bros

Shit if he love them then they gotta go

You know

I can't beef with you ****

You slimed me out I can't eat with you ****

I make a call send some creeps on you ****

I'm coming direct ain't no tweets for a **** hmm

Turn a **** into Swiss cheese uh

Fully glock with the lemon squeeze look

Can't stop til a **** bleed yeah

Shit get wicked out in these streets aye

I stay with the Glock

I cock it back a **** get rocked

Fuck all them vests I shoot for the top

I know if I hit it the body gone drop

Ok

Masked up like covid **** uh

You in danger if you know the **** look

No whistle ima blow it **** yeah

All red no roses **** blatt

All of my **** we moving as one

And rule number one when you leave grab ya gun

Move round the city feeling like a don

If I drop an opp know I'm making bond

Weight on my shoulders it feel like a ton

I do this for Bobo I do it for Jon

They want to be me shit they is my sons

And it's to a stick if you see me running

Lock loaded yeah I be gunning

Grim reaper flow how I'm boming

One to the head and the stomach

Pussy **** never seen us coming

Marching band shit we be drumming

Bullets they gone come a dime a dozen nah fr

Mhm mhm shit get wicked mhm mhm like what you saying

Mhm mhm shit get wicked

Mhm yeah mhm

Aye look this shit getting wicked

All of my shooters they with it

Swear we ain't sparing no feelings

Before it get started know Juan gone end it you dig

We lay in them trenches

**** get pressed like benches

Where I come from you can't trust these bitches

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