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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nikita, the Wicked
Nikita, the Wicked
Performer
Angelo Mota
Angelo Mota
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angelo Mota
Angelo Mota
Songwriter
Nikita Madorsky
Nikita Madorsky
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nikita, the Wicked
Nikita, the Wicked
Producer

Lyrics

I passed everybody in this bitch
I slapped everybody in this bitch
If I crashed out I might end this shit
I'm maxed out on my engine
Putting belt to ass
I've been running laps
'Til I feel a snap in my tendon
I can run it back if you want it
I can run it back 'cause I'm on it
I can't ever fail
To the bell
I'm giving 'em hell
Is he finished?
I can't even tell
I've been locked in since I was twelve
Bust me in and I'll break out a shell
You can feel it, I'm speaking in braille
Let it speak for itself
I'll give you a shot and you better not sell
I'm serving the beef like Kenan and Kel
I passed everybody in this bitch
I slapped everybody in this bitch
If I crashed out I might end this shit
I'm maxed out on my engine
Putting belt to ass
I've been running laps
'Til I feel a snap in my tendon
I can run it back if you want it
I can run it back 'cause I'm on it
I'm giving fades out, I'm a barber
I'm in LA now like a Charger
Shit ain't no playground, if you play around
You be laying down with your partner
If you take it down, going farther
I'm burning everything down
'Til the fireman came 'round like the Carter
Throw your guard up (guard up, guard up, guard up)
Written by: Angelo Mota, Nikita Madorsky
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