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wick - uhsirk lyrics

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[intro]
krish—, krishu
aye

aye, krishu, hoe
23, look, water on the beat

[hook]
if i throw me a rack, it’s gon come back quick
your dog got knocked down, you are not john wick
it’s two things that i hate; f*cking broke hoe and a simp
hoe i do not want to f*ck, i want your bank account pins
say that she could drown me in it, i don’t want it though
gave her ass a fake*ass rollie, and i told her “it’s a 1*of*4”
f*ck smoke, b*tch we blowing strips like o’s
me and frendi on the westside san jose we throwin 4’s up

[verse]
said she want the real white, just like big show
they tryna’ copy me and lil water, just like kinko’s
brodie prolly scam your grandma, she playing bingo
me and water done pulled up in the twin white coupes, kylie, kendall
water on the beat, they gotta love it
and that’s water opp from notts, so i said “that boy rubbish”
bro count the p’s, we gettin’ pete, yeah, drug rixh
gang running through them f*cking trees, paul bunyan
i want money, i don’t care if you gon’ suck it
i can’t ride with bro right now, cause he pull out in public
they like what you need that oven for?; i’m like “we baking m*ffins”
hope you rest in peace if he sing, david ruffin
we gon take the green, we gon’ mark it up — just like jamba juice
heard you got your pack took; hope you ponder who
i heard, i got opps i can’t get into with
like half the city f*cking hate me
why the f*ck am i still living, b*tch?
(krishu, b*tch)

[hook]
if i throw me a rack, it’s gon come back quick
your dog got knocked down, you are not john wick
it’s two things that i hate; f*cking broke hoe and a simp
hoe i do not want to f*ck, i want your bank account pins
say that she could drown me in it, i don’t want it though
gave her ass a fake*ass rollie, and i told her “it’s a 1*of*4”
f*ck smoke, b*tch we blowing strips like o’s
me and frendi on the westside san jose we throwin 4’s up
if i throw me a rack, it’s gon come back quick
your dog got knocked down, you are not john wick
it’s two things that i hate; f*cking broke hoe and a simp
hoe i do not want to f*ck, i want your bank account pins
say that she could drown me in it, i don’t want it though
gave her ass a fake*ass rollie, and i told her “it’s a 1*of*4”
f*ck smoke, b*tch we blowing strips like o’s
me and frendi on the westside san jose we throwin 4’s up

[outro]
me and frendi 408, we jugg rich
i might call up pete, cause he drug rixh
you know water still a p, getting funds quick
and we keep them choppas and them guns, b*tch
you know where i’m at, you know who i am
said that he gon’ k!ll me; i ain’t hear a single gun go “blam!”
maybe next time…
brr, h*llo, krishu!
23

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