Vicks
We love Kid Evil
Shit get wicked
Bitch I keep a blicky
Niggas really bitches
I ain't tripping
If he wanna get it
All my shooters hittin
He got hit
His OG tried to warn him
He ain't wanna listen
He was leaking
I was in the crib
Cooling with two bitches
I'm a warrior
They call me Klay
That mean that I ain't missing
He ain't valid in my hood
So now he somewhere out there crippin
Like a beyblayde all my niggas rippin
All them classes we was supposed to be
We was always skipping
We would always ditch em
Imma up it
Please don't make me lift it
In a foreign whipping
And my chopper hitting melodies
It sound like this shit singing
And my momma got a all gold Lexus
That shit so expensive
Shoutout Judith that's my fuckin broski
He came straight from Texas
Momma said stay out the streets stop all this trapping it ain't helping
But I'm selfish
I love shooting shit so mamma can't help
Got anxiety don't come too close to me or I might wet you up
And I got way to many goofy hoes that's tryna set me up
And after I pop a percy you might find it hard to get me up
And when I'm fuckin from the back I always put her left foot up
Told your ass to pull up 20 times shit is you deaf or what
And she keep sneaking out I think that bitch tryna get left or sum
And I just nutted on your face just take it as a blessing hun
And I'm a genius call me Elon musk I need a Tesla (Huh)
Shit get wicked
Bitch I keep a blicky
Niggas really bitches
I ain't tripping
If he wanna get it
All my shooters hittin
He got hit
His OG tried to warn him
He ain't wanna listen
He was leaking
I was in the crib
Cooling with two bitches
I'm a warrior
They call me Klay
That mean that I ain't missing
He ain't valid in my hood
So now he somewhere out there crippin
Like a beyblayde all my niggas rippin
All them classes we was supposed to be
We was always skipping
We would always ditch em
Imma up it
Please don't make me lift it
In a foreign whipping
And my chopper hitting melodies
It sound like this shit singing
And my momma got a all gold Lexus
That shit so expensive
Shoutout Judith that's my fuckin broski
He came straight from Texas
Momma said stay out the streets stop all this trapping it ain't helping
But I'm selfish
I love shooting shit so mamma can't help
Got anxiety don't come too close to me or I might wet you up
And I got way to many goofy hoes that's tryna set me up
And after I pop a percy you might find it hard to get me up
And when I'm fuckin from the back I always put her left foot up
Told your ass to pull up 20 times shit is you deaf or what
And she keep sneaking out I think that bitch tryna get left or sum
And I just nutted on your face just take it as a blessing hun
And I'm a genius call me Elon musk I need a Tesla (Huh)
Credits
Writer(s): Edward De La Cruz
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