Wicked I'm, wicked I'm
Wicked I'm
Wicked I'm, uh, wicked I'm, wicked I'm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
It ain't not lettin' up, it ain't no, "Sorry-sorry", it ain't no "Please stop"
It ain't no squash-squash, it ain't no hangin', ain't no poppin' out
It ain't no takesie-backsie, it ain't no stoppin' once this started up
It ain't no buddy-buddy, and ain't there no niggas coming hard as us
I be the one to swerve, stop at the curb and hop out, "Uh-huh"
I don't know what happened or know who did it, I just say, "Uh-huh"
This the smoke you wanted, now you got it, nigga, "Uh-uh"
Glock with drums, it's tucked look like my belly got a lump
Catch 'em dinin' in and we gon' take 'em out, yeah-yeah
Them niggas like torn paper, what you mean? Whole lotta rip-rip
I'm somethin' like a trampoline, quick to get a nigga flipped
I'm somethin' like an ounce of dough, quick to get a nigga zipped
Don't care when niggas sneak diss, better back up all the lip
Don't care when niggas talk shit, better keep the same clip
Got a ???, and I ain't got a passport, never been the type to trip
Why that nigga walk like that?
That bullet hit him in his hip
When it's up, all I know, it's "Go", I don't know nothing else
When I catch 'em, he gon' get a beef, yeah, I just got another belt
Them niggas must know how to fly, (Huh?) 'cause the don't ever step
Somebody call Hamburger, haunt 'em, niggas need some help
My choppa like to make tunes, chop like to make beats
Come along wit' me, ride along wit' me
Sing along wit' me, sing along with my choppa
My choppa like to make tunes, chop like to make beats
Come along wit' me, ride along wit' me
Sing along wit' me, sing along with my choppa
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm
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