Wicked

They ain't wanna get involved then (Whoa)
They ain't gonna get a piece now (Nah, nah, nah)
So much money, gotta recount (Gotta recount)
Get the bag and then I peace out (Get the bag)
Yellow Polo cap on me
Need that G-Wagon easy money (Get the bag)
Nothing ever coming easy for you
Gotta work for it, gotta work

Always sneaks
Wrist on freeze (Whoa, whoa)
She just watching me, your bitch she can't get off of me (She can't get off of me)
What you need?
Can't come clean (Yeah)
Don't come next to me, I can't fuck with your energy (Can't fuck with it)
I'm way too gone, I'm vibing with my enemies (Vibe)
I'm surfing on a wave, I'm 'bout to fall asleep (Sleep)
I don't need no wave, I love the vibe though (Vibe)
You just can't relate, you need a high though
Your nigga he in trouble, better ride though (Whoa, whoa)
Can't afford mistakes, you must provide though
Can't afford mistakes, you must provide though

Yeah, the real always reveal itself (The real)
On our own, don't need no help, no (Nah, nah)
Saw right through it when they couldn't tell
Already know we got that pack right on us by the smell (Got the pack on us)

We've been on this wave (On this wave)
Cutting to the chase, gotta get it right away (Right away)
There's levels to this pay
Gotta cop a few estates in a couple different states now

They ain't wanna get involved then
They ain't gonna get a piece now
So much money, gotta recount
Get the bag and then I peace out (Get the bag)
Yellow Polo cap on me
Need that G-Wagon easy money (Get the bag)
Nothing ever coming easy for you
Gotta work for it, gotta work

Always sneaks
Wrist on freeze (Whoa, whoa)
She just watching me, your bitch she can't get off of me (She can't get off of me)
What you need?
Can't come clean (Yeah)
Don't come next to me, I can't fuck with your energy
I'm-I'm-I'm way too gone, I'm vibing with my enemies (Vibe)
I'm surfing on a wave, I'm 'bout to fall asleep (Sleep)
I don't need no wave, I love the vibe though (Vibe)
You just can't relate, you need a high though (Can't relate)

Fresh as Listerine, my baby whip it like Selena

Yeah, the real always reveal itself
On our own, don't need no help, no
I don't need no wave, I love the vibe though
You just can't relate, you need a high though



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Previte, Josh Martino
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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