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vicodine - lil lyko lyrics

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(intro)
“this is a 44 magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you’ve got to ask yourself one question: ‘do i feel lucky? well do you bub?”

(laughter)

*play this record as frequently as possible*
(lil lyko on the track)
*perfect!*

(verse 1)
b*tch don’t you f*ck wit me while i be spittinin’ on this heat
wit the skeet grab a seat pop a sheet hittin speed wit my peeps catchin heat yall (?) rappin’ out all of the steam in me
beamin the beef an im catchin the kief in a safe
sweep an i smoke all that sh*t in a day
jeez my boss won’t even give me a raise
finess all thе money an you just got paid

(chorus)
b*tch im ahead of the timе again
put me to bed i do not need no vicodine
pick up the mic an then spit out the bars because
they said that i ain’t win ugh yea

(verse 2)
what do i say to them
when i get robbed up inside of the stadium
thinkin’ inside of my cranium i am the greatest hymm
nuclear uranium i never front, always be paying some class in this topic you ask for exotic you know that i got it
don’t do it for profit the xans you be poppin’
the vans i am rockin’ the fiends i be stoppin’
the dude jus stay knockin yea b*tch i am poppin’
im toppin the weed don get passed like a stockin’
im droppin’ the bars you can’t stop it im knockin’
your head back and forth, like you’re logan paul
loosin’ a match on the floor an im toppin’ these
b*tches yea
(chorus)
b*tch im ahead of the time again
put me to bed i do not need no vicodine
pick up the mic an then spit out the bars because
they said that i ain’t win ugh yea

(bridge)
b*tch you tryna f*ck wit them
b*tch you tryna f*ck wit them
b*tch im tryna f*ck wit them
f*ckinin’ wit them inside of the kitchen yea
lingerin’ spirits yea you know i’m missin yea
corona gotta bona for destroying all the homies yea
no diploma, dead personah, dont even know your own
sperm donor yea, aye, aye, aye

(chorus)
b*tch im ahead of the time again
put me to bed i do not need no vicodine
pick up the mic an then spit out the bars because
they said that i ain’t win ugh yea

(silence was a technical error)

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