Wrecked

I wrecked the dodge and I coped the jeep and gave lil bro the key
I can't leave the house with out my fye my opps ain't make believe
Ain't crashing bout these hoes but for my bros in high speed
Every time I drop I put it in the face like visine
I'm having motion like I got tourette's
Broke up with ex and chased a check, ain't been stressed ever since
Got it out the mud I'm going far, just like my name was Brett
You'll think my name was John the way I'm lit just like a wick

Chains around my neck wetter than my last bitch
Shawty tripping 'bout bitches I guess she past tense
Stones around my wrist I manifest my life with elements
Whoopie I'm my cup color purple sipping amethyst
I speak how I feel in the yo but I don't like to vent
Money steady coming in got to stack every dividend
Finessing with etiquette I'm trending like the president
Real stepper lil nigga who is you playing with

I wrecked the dodge and I coped the jeep and gave lil bro the key
I can't leave the house with out my fye my opps ain't make believe
Ain't crashing bout these hoes but for my bros in high speed
Every time I drop I put it in the face like visine
I'm having motion like I got tourette's
Broke up with ex and chased a check, ain't been stressed ever since
Got it out the mud I'm going far, just like my name was Brett
You'll think my name was John the way I'm lit just like a wick

I been going up now they thank that i'm illuminati
Trying to ride this wave have yo groupie ah feeling nauseous
Posting guns ion do that when it's smoke I'm known to flip a cartridge
Pop out they like who that I be do-lo so i'm extra cautious
Pimping never simping all these bitches knowing that I'm toxic
Every link up we fuck shit I don't know what to call it
Independence day I'm blowing up they see I got it popping
High speed bout my brothers then I crashed and copped some newer shit

I wrecked the dodge and I coped the jeep and gave lil bro the key
I can't leave the house with out my fye my opps ain't make believe
Ain't crashing bout these hoes but for my bros in high speed
Every time I drop I put it in the face like visine
I'm having motion like I got tourette's
Broke up with ex and chased a check, ain't been stressed ever since
Got it out the mud I'm going far, just like my name was Brett
You'll think my name was John the way I'm lit just like a wick



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Writer(s): Michael Hawkins
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