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project 6 - 50 wiz lyrics

[intro]
that’s trazy? what the f*ck?
cuz, word or gang, cuz, you see this n*gga, cuz? (h*ll nah)
who that? big bro, big bro, man, that’s trazy
who the f*ck this n*gga think he is?
man, h*ll nah, that’s tg3
man, that n*gga trippin’ out
man, shut the f*ck up, f*ck up
i don’t know what the f*ck this n*gga been on
broke*ass n*ggas, man, yeah, yeah, yeah, keep talkin’ ’bout the wiz, y’all better keep that b*tch on y’all (this sh*t wild)
i met this n*gga as a lil’ n*gga, man, this n*gga don’t sleep on no sh*t (man, f*ck that lil’ n*gga, man)
man, f*ck that n*gga, man (i ain’t playin’ with his lil’ ass, six)
keep your eye on him (i already know, wiz)
that b*tch shiesty (i already know, wiz, wiz)
the wiz, the wizard

[verse]
i put my trust in my pistol, no trust in no thot (nah)
you know them times we done hopped inside them rentals with them glocks (glee)
y’all n*ggas late with them arps, put switchies on them glocks
you know them n*ggas’ hearts drop when they see them windows drop
ayy, n*gga sleeping on the wiz (wizard), i’m steady running up my guap (guala)
a n*gga gon’ need some new shoes ’cause glizzy knocked him out his socks (ayy)
they done f*cked up, they let the wizard in the door (the wiz)
i put two hands right on this choppa, let this b*tch round like a bow (bow)
and i put both hands on her shoulder (ayy), but my d*ck all in her throat (her throat)
and i see demons when i wake up, think the devil want my soul
i had to go and get my weight up, now i feel like i’m too swole
my ho was puttin’ money on my books, just in there making swole
no, i ain’t never seen no rainbow, but i had a pot of gold, ayy
ayy, b*tch my heart cold
i take cash app and venmo (now)
we got glizzies in the fishbowl
in the field like dan marino
in the bricks, i’m like a hero
in the hood, yes, i’m a g.o.a.t.
i hate when b*tches try to joke
i told that n*gga get a tray ’cause i swear he don’t want no smoke
sleeping in that bando, i was tryna cuddle under a coat
i had turned into a felon n*gga, i wasn’t tryna vote (i wasn’t)
n*gga, i was blowing smoke
now i’m getting racks, plus i’m city hot
ayy, freak b*tch said that she love x, she tryna come and give me noggin (mmm)
i done f*cked around and counted racks and now i’m diddy boppin’ (bop)
n*gga, i be sober when i slide, i ain’t taking oxys
yeah, i think it’s f*cked up how they forgot about me (mmm)
i got b*tches hittin’ up my phone like, “you forgot about me”
i got k!llers straight from out that six, yeah, they’ll k!ll about me (uh, six)
one my exes got a ho, you two tryna revolt me (ayy)
ayy, i’m fresh as h*ll just like my mama did my ass in downy (yeah)
i heard n*ggas put some racks on somethin’, come and catch that bounty
ayy, i’m the wiz (wiz), but i’m the king, you might as well crown me (yeah)
b*tch tried to put that p*ssy on me, she was tryna drown me (yeah)
my heart cold, i was lost, d*mn, baby girl, you found me (yeah)
i’m a real devil, i keep nothing but them k!llers around me (get up)
ayy, three*six around me
yeah, 666 around me
ayy, b*tch was stuck inside the request, she couldn’t even get around me (yeah)
nah, she can’t step next to me
yeah, n*gga, i’m the biggest g
and it’s still f*ck police, yeah, i feel like eazy e
ayy, n*ggas p*ssy as a f*ck, n*ggas don’t bleed how i bleed
come and get your ho, she tryna get inside my jeans (yeah)
ayy, that’s a dead n*gga, we just turned his ass to lean (yeah)
yeah, my brother steady poppin’ percs, but he’s not a fiend
yeah, we done came far, all this sh*t too was a dream
i told my brother he ain’t gotta trip, n*gga, we a team
ayy, as long as we win, i ain’t trippin’ off the lead (i’m not)
uh, let me live, baby, please let me breathe
this b*tch think i’m rich as h*ll, but i still swipe ebt (i do)
i said swipe, you know swiper
ayy, you is just a internet gangster, you’re a typer
ayy, told this b*tch that she can chill, but this is a one*nighter (yeah)
uh, n*gga, all i know is murder like i’m michael myers (yeah)
ayy, every time a opp die, n*gga, i get higher (yeah)
i know that these hoes be creepin’, b*tch a liar, liar
n*gga, we been turned since tony was ridin’ ’round in that spider (ridin’)
now i’m ridin’ ’round in that bimmer
i wish a n*gga would try that fever
choppa got kick, n*gga, like fifa
yeah, i’m a stepper, look at my sneakers
yeah, i step, yeah, i step
and if the police pull up on the right, i’m turnin’ to the left
and if she give me some of that p*ssy, then i’m diving in like jeff (yeah)
oh yeah, i swum, yeah, i swum, oh yeah, i think i’m michael phelps
and yeah, i did a lot of time but, n*gga, i could never tell (never)
she ate this d*ck, yes, i’m proud of her, but she can’t get chanel (yeah)
and yes, my brother super slimy, you would think he ysl
i couldn’t trap ’cause i’m shiesty, i f*cked up my clientele
uh, freak b*tch try to suck my d*ck every time she get her nails
ayy, life is a gamble, n*gga, we flip heads and tails (yeah)
ayy, this a 7.62 this b*tch’ll flip you like a sh*ll (yeah)
ayy, make ’em catch ’em all like odell
make them catch that sh*t like left fielder
n*gga, soon as i jumped off that porch, got in that battlefield
nah, you can’t tell me nothin’ ’bout no perc’, that was my favorite pill
glizzy, that’s my favorite ho, ayy, baby, will you marry me?
put that d*ck inside that ho and let that— uh, that p*ssy leak
if he out of bounds, he get spinned like a dvd
i don’t want no si, b*tch, i only want them vvs (vv)
b*tch, i’m ’bout my chicken, but i don’t eat at gg (gg)

- 50 wiz lyrics

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