Wick Flow, Pt. 2 (feat. Bandmanrill)

Knock off his top, we don't shoot where his socks at Said he gon' pop, nigga know we gon' pop back Scored me a pint, you know I'm on the block back (For real, yuh) Snow bunny, I'm finna hit it and hop back Kick down ya door nigga, you better lock that With the gang eatin' up, know that we got racks (For real, yuh) These niggas foe, yeah they wan' be my enemy See the Rick in my feet if you in the vicinity Ten toes, times ten, muhfucking centipede (For real, yuh) Spent a week in LA, the crib came with amenities Know that u get to my chicken, no Kennedy Trackhawk Jeep finna dust ya Infinity (Shhh... wait) Why this beat make me feel a lil' wickery Hit him up, disappear, it's a mystery Got a crib up in Clinton, no Hillary (Wait, damn) Caught a opp and we score for the victory She want dick, so I came for delivery After that, made that lil' bitch history When I walk, keep the chop on my hip Too much money, can't stress bout a bitch Keep a nine, so I walk with a limp These niggas be fans, they all on my dick G27, I know what I'm totin' Fuck a gun, we got shit that's explodin' Caught him lackin', he froze, posin' Walk any beat, 8-mile, no chokin' Knock off his top, we don't shoot where his socks at Said he gon' pop, nigga know we gon' pop back Scored me a pint, you know I'm on the block back (For real, yuh) Snow bunny, I'm finna hit it and hop back Kick down ya door nigga, you better lock that With the gang eatin' up, know that we got racks (For real, yuh) These niggas foe, yeah they wan' be my enemy See the Rick in my feet if you in the vicinity Ten toes, times ten, muhfucking centipede (For real, yuh) Spent a week in LA, the crib came with amenities Know that u get to my chicken, no Kennedy Trackhawk Jeep finna dust ya Infinity