Wicked

If you in my city shit get wicked That's why I don't leave the fucking house without my blickey Niggas end up dead yeah bitch they end up missing Have a shootout at the fucking mall man you tripping I know this is off topic I was broke I was shopping at hot topic Now a nigga got some cheese I might fly out to the tropics If you want it bae you got it I don't really need the price If I like it then I cop it yeah That's some real shit Niggas really crazy they'll drop your lo for weed It ain't happen to me and if it did I'd make them bleed Some of my niggas throwing Bs Some of my niggas throwing Cs I know heartless felons That'll shoot you in your fuckin knees From the two one six nigga yeah that be the zone I ain't get no handouts bitch I did it on my own Shoutout all my niggas Because we did it on our own Heard some niggas switched up So why the fuck you call my phone If you in my city shit get wicked That's why I don't leave the fucking house without my blickey Niggas end up dead yeah bitch they end up missing Have a shootout at the fucking mall man you tripping If you in my city shit get wicked That's why I don't leave the fucking house without my blickey Niggas end up dead yeah bitch they end up missing Have a shootout at the fucking mall man you tripping Niggas been tripping that's word to vacations My shoe double knotted you won't see me fall I used to kick it I came from the bottom The dirt to stage now I dunk with the ball Run up we flip them I hit up Dmoney He scores when he blazes them I'm making the call Watch how I'm dripping I'm bringing a lake in I see it I cop it I shop at the mall You niggas pussy like lions and cheetahs I bring the smoke from the fire and heater I pray to God and my sire is Jesus Give me the mission I try to complete I spin her round like a tire and beat it Take off my pants she climbs on my penis I get that paper like flyers I need it I been that nigga since I was a fetus My diamonds changing the climate and season I'm cold as the winter when I rap on the beat I make it snow when I'm just trying to speak I don't even ball if I shoot it's a three Money around me it's all that I see I need my bank account tall as a tree Now I got richer they're calling on me Niggas been talking but following week they Duck the smoke evading all the conflict Must've known you'd wake up into hospice Suck it slow don't play little bitch quit talking Fuck her throat she faced it and she vomit Just the dough I'm making all the profit Mustard with the mayo on my toppings Scuff up my new Fazos I been walking Clutch up on the Draco get it popping If you in my city shit get wicked That's why I don't leave the fucking house without my blickey Niggas end up dead yeah bitch they end up missing Have a shootout at the fucking mall man you tripping If you in my city shit get wicked That's why I don't leave the fucking house without my blickey Niggas end up dead yeah bitch they end up missing Have a shootout at the fucking mall man you tripping