Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jericho
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amari Christopher
Composer
Lyrics
(You wicked bitch!)
(Witch)
Yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh)
Aye, damn, bitch, I don't understand
Got the world in yo' palm, got some squares in yo' clan
Poppin' percs, poppin' xans, pop a molly, pop a band
We just pop a **** head if he was talkin' in advance
Gucci blood on they hands, yuh
Through the mud, through the sand
Through my gland, I see the power in the mans
Leave you shook, you a book, and I swear they leave you read
Like a pussy on a cycle, they will have you **** clenched
Mans straight in a line, uh
Choppa run 'em out
Ain't no Navy, ain't no SEALs, they gon' walk you **** out
Got gorillas in your crib
Got a barrel in yo' mouth
We an arcade in this bitch, but ain't no damn games in this bitch
We came with AKs and the clip
And I be damned if they don't show, yuh
We a loud bunch, and we came with loud guns
5 seconds, we gon' see who you gon' outrun (Put the money in the bag!)
On the corn shit, nutty cartoon shit, yuh (Jericho)
Oof
(Oh my god, um, ew, okay)
Yuh
Jericho, yuh
Alright!
(You a fucking witch, aye!)
(Oh shit, what's going on?)
Yuh
Written by: Amari Christopher