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credit - 410wick lyrics

(glo) …
(lil wickster you know how we jam
yeah these n*ggas be talkin’ that sh** get him back)
glo, d*mn
and i spin on his block it’s like kung*fu
pulling that muh f*ckin’ ranger you know that i’m blazin’ these n*ggas be chumps when i come through
and these b*tches be talking that sh*t and they always be all in my dm’s like b*tch i don’t want you
how many b*tches you got? shid’ i got like about 2
knock out ya vision we calling the light crew
lil’ b*tch you need to come slide and make sure that yo’ friend do
cause’, you know it’s just me and my mans
ever since i was 13 b*tch i ran up them bands
run up get done up get crushed like a can
these n*ggas keep hating on lil wickster cause’ he got all of them sticks and he got all them fans
i hate me a bluffin’ ass n*gga who cap about plays and can’t count up a gram

(d*mn, like he didn’t listen) …
i sin everyday but you know that lil wickster a christian
i feel like i’m cunningham, don’t play for piston
i hop out that car now that b*tch n*gga dippin’
(y.n.t n*ggas you know that we trendy
rockin’ the ‘ua’ b*tch i got the fendi
my trigger finger really happy don’t tempt me
she said she wan’ slide so i told her get ready.)
lil b*tch i’m at the door like please just be ready
she mad as a b*tch, and she really be petty’
b*tch i just got me a glock n=and i’m holding it steady
throwing these signs and it rain like confetti
b*tch i be servin’ in school and the teachers try check me
d*mn, mrs. bryan like please come and shop
these n*ggas be fanned out, like just for some clout but i don’t give a f*ck g.l.o on the block
b*tch i be pearling these blunts i don’t think i’mma stop
(like d*mn, i really be rolling that za)
f*ck all them crackers her put me in the back, back when i was rapping and sh*t
runnin’ the two man b*tch i do not want you, you crazy i’m takin’ yo credit that’s it
(kinda crazy ain’t it?)
disconnecting from all of you n*ggas, you n*ggas be hating and sh*t
glo, d*mn
and i spin on his block it’s like kung*fu
pulling that muh f*ckin’ ranger you know that i’m blazin’ these n*ggas be chumps when i come through
and these b*tches be talking that sh*t and they always be all in my dm’s like b*tch i don’t want you
how many b*tches you got?
shid’ i got like about 2
knock out ya vision we calling the light crew
lil’ b*tch you need to come slide and make sure that yo’ friend do
cause’, you know it’s just me and my mans
ever since i was 13 b*tch i ran up them bands
run up get done up get crushed like a can
these n*ggas keep hating on lil wickster cause’ he got all of them sticks and he got all them fans
i hate me a bluffin’ ass n*gga who cap about plays and can’t count up a gram

- 410wick lyrics

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