Wicked
Im in the cut like some stitches
Im on the road to the riches
I spin that block like a fidget
Let's get it
You know this shit get wicked
Bro spin the block like a fidget
We got it hot like a skillet and yo money short like a midget
They praying and praying i fall im not one of y'all i hit up my dogs lets get it
I dont gotta make a call cause im with it all and thats on my soul they not fucking with me
Tell me is you down to ride is you down to slide do you know what I mean
My niggas willing to die you should know the vibes don't get popped like a bean
My nina stay by my side like bonnie and clyde we gone fuck up the scene
Keep a blue check by my side cause im certified i feel like a king
I'm in the cut like some stitches
Said i can't fuck with no bitches on the road to riches im spinning that block like a fidget
I took a loss and it cost me a ticket
I set it off like my name jada picket
Road to the riches im burning these bridges this shit could get deep like we stabbing syringes
Shit I'm not a profit im a prodigy and that bitch want some dick i aint fucking for free
I put in work and these niggas still sleep i swear yo favorite rapper aint fucking with me
These niggas hate for no reason but fall like the season and boogie man raking the leaves i put them to bed
Yo niggas going out sad once i drop a bag i promise its off with they head
Opps steady hitting my line i never respond cause i do not talk to the dead
I never caught me a body but niggas beside me is risking it all for some bread
It's best that you catch me lacking ill never pull up because niggas be talking to feds
Straps in a black honda civic this shit could get wicked lil brodie got off of his meds
You know this shit get wicked
Bro spin the block like a fidget
We got it hot like a skillet and yo money short like a midget
They praying and praying i fall I'm not one of y'all i hit up my dogs lets get it
I dont gotta make a call cause im with it all and thats on my soul they not fucking with me
Tell me is you down to ride is you down to slide do you know what i mean
My niggas willing to die you should know the vibes dont get popped like a bean
My nina stay by my side like bonnie and clyde we gone fuck up the scene
Keep a blue check by my side cause im certified i feel like a king
Im in the cut like some stitches
Im on the road to the riches
I spin that block like a fidget
You know the vibe do you know what i
Keep a blue check on my side cause Im certified i feel like a
Do you know what i mean
Gang gang
Im on the road to the riches
I spin that block like a fidget
Let's get it
You know this shit get wicked
Bro spin the block like a fidget
We got it hot like a skillet and yo money short like a midget
They praying and praying i fall im not one of y'all i hit up my dogs lets get it
I dont gotta make a call cause im with it all and thats on my soul they not fucking with me
Tell me is you down to ride is you down to slide do you know what I mean
My niggas willing to die you should know the vibes don't get popped like a bean
My nina stay by my side like bonnie and clyde we gone fuck up the scene
Keep a blue check by my side cause im certified i feel like a king
I'm in the cut like some stitches
Said i can't fuck with no bitches on the road to riches im spinning that block like a fidget
I took a loss and it cost me a ticket
I set it off like my name jada picket
Road to the riches im burning these bridges this shit could get deep like we stabbing syringes
Shit I'm not a profit im a prodigy and that bitch want some dick i aint fucking for free
I put in work and these niggas still sleep i swear yo favorite rapper aint fucking with me
These niggas hate for no reason but fall like the season and boogie man raking the leaves i put them to bed
Yo niggas going out sad once i drop a bag i promise its off with they head
Opps steady hitting my line i never respond cause i do not talk to the dead
I never caught me a body but niggas beside me is risking it all for some bread
It's best that you catch me lacking ill never pull up because niggas be talking to feds
Straps in a black honda civic this shit could get wicked lil brodie got off of his meds
You know this shit get wicked
Bro spin the block like a fidget
We got it hot like a skillet and yo money short like a midget
They praying and praying i fall I'm not one of y'all i hit up my dogs lets get it
I dont gotta make a call cause im with it all and thats on my soul they not fucking with me
Tell me is you down to ride is you down to slide do you know what i mean
My niggas willing to die you should know the vibes dont get popped like a bean
My nina stay by my side like bonnie and clyde we gone fuck up the scene
Keep a blue check by my side cause im certified i feel like a king
Im in the cut like some stitches
Im on the road to the riches
I spin that block like a fidget
You know the vibe do you know what i
Keep a blue check on my side cause Im certified i feel like a
Do you know what i mean
Gang gang
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Writer(s): Tony Plump
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