Wicked Freestyle

歌詞

They hate how we walk, how we talk, how we move, we lost and frustrated But believe it or not, we're the next up on top We're the youth of the nation They hate how we walk, how we talk, how we move, said we're lost and frustrated But believe it or not, we're the next up on top We're the youth of the nation They hate we walk, how we move, how we step Nobody breathing fucking with him, let me my hold my breath Ben Frank that's my best friend, I love that boy to death Fuck with me? That's RIP You better keep a tef' Lone, leave me alone, I got bitches want me bone And I'm vicious, I'm a dog, animal in my bones I smell like cat, I need cologne, girl you trippin', where my phone? Don't bother me, I'm in my zone I'm a boss, watch your tone I love when that chop kick I love when that chop spit Call me when that block bent, call me when that chop hit Call me when he sleep for good Facetime and just nod your head He said Wick, you overstood Call you when that nigga dead Amiri jeans, Dior the shirts, Celine the hat, I'm swaggin H-O-E's, they come and go Ain't saving hoes, we passing shit Belly fat move to the butt, okay but not that plastic shit This Trackhawk is fast as hell but track mode make it fast as shit (pause the beat) I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked All this ice on me look like I got my ass beat If you gon steal the flow just make sure that you tag me Lie for my niggas, so they bitch know not to ask me I get that check and put it up, I gotta make sure that it last me 30 thousand in my mouth, I still don't like to talk to people Plenty cash, I'm rich ass hell I still don't like to floss to people Wicked gang like nurses, cause we done shot a lot of people They hate how we walk, how we talk, how we move, said we're lost and frustrated I pull up in 5%, I feel like John Cena Ran down with my mask on, I feel like John Cena I smack that lil hoe raw, I think I'm John Cena All these chains on, I don't need a shirt on just wear my wife beater Aight I'm done, just playing He ain't never shot shit He ain't never robbed shit Talking all that gangsta gangsta, tell that boy to stop it Tell the police, Free Lil Dee Got him for a body That gangsta shit this in my blood, it's running through my body She always hit my phone when he do wrong, I gotta make it right She taken but call me time to time cause I got better pipe She told him he is all she see I came around, fucked up her sight She sound like a crack rock, she hit me once, fucked up her life They hate how we walk, how we talk, how we move, we lost and frustrated But believe it or not, we're the next up on top We're the youth of the nation