WRATH
How the fuck- What the fuck do I even say?
You think that you got it boy you ain't got shit
Talking that smack you get hit with a blick
We pointing sticks yeah and we let it rip
Pussy boy nah he ain't playing bout it
Yeah yeah yeah
How much work must I do to commit
I don't talk I pop shrooms and transmit
Like, I just make my bag (yeah)
Can you feel my WRATH (ay)
I don't ever gotta worry 'bout my fucking cash (ay)
'Cause once I'm out, I don't stress nah I just make it back
Like, why you on my dick, yeah
You gotta relax
MISTERCRONOS and we fucking freestyling
If I see you with that hoe I know you wilding
'Cause I hit you with my stick
Na, I hit you in my bag (uh)
You 'gon feel my WRATH (what)
You 'gon feel the lag (yeah)
You 'gon feel my WRATH
You 'gon- You 'gon feel my WRATH
I keep 5 condoms on me at all times
'Cause the bad bitches come up in a line
I been taking advantage of my sprite
I'm in the crib I been high as a kite
Don't try me lil bitch I will not fight
Don't try me lil bitch I'll leave you out of sight (hah, yeah)
You think that you got it but you ain't got shit
Talking that smack you get hit with a blick
We pointing sticks yeah and we let it rip
Pussy boy nah he ain't playing bout it
Yeah yeah yeah
How much work must I do to commit
I don't talk I pop shrooms and transmit
Like, I just make my bag (yeah)
Can you feel my WRATH (yeah)
I don't ever gotta worry 'bout my fucking cash (ay)
'Cause once I'm out, I don't stress nah I just make it back
Like, why you on my dick, yeah
You gotta relax
You think that you got it boy you ain't got shit
Talking that smack you get hit with a blick
We pointing sticks yeah and we let it rip
Pussy boy nah he ain't playing bout it
Yeah yeah yeah
How much work must I do to commit
I don't talk I pop shrooms and transmit
Like, I just make my bag (yeah)
Can you feel my WRATH (ay)
I don't ever gotta worry 'bout my fucking cash (ay)
'Cause once I'm out, I don't stress nah I just make it back
Like, why you on my dick, yeah
You gotta relax
MISTERCRONOS and we fucking freestyling
If I see you with that hoe I know you wilding
'Cause I hit you with my stick
Na, I hit you in my bag (uh)
You 'gon feel my WRATH (what)
You 'gon feel the lag (yeah)
You 'gon feel my WRATH
You 'gon- You 'gon feel my WRATH
I keep 5 condoms on me at all times
'Cause the bad bitches come up in a line
I been taking advantage of my sprite
I'm in the crib I been high as a kite
Don't try me lil bitch I will not fight
Don't try me lil bitch I'll leave you out of sight (hah, yeah)
You think that you got it but you ain't got shit
Talking that smack you get hit with a blick
We pointing sticks yeah and we let it rip
Pussy boy nah he ain't playing bout it
Yeah yeah yeah
How much work must I do to commit
I don't talk I pop shrooms and transmit
Like, I just make my bag (yeah)
Can you feel my WRATH (yeah)
I don't ever gotta worry 'bout my fucking cash (ay)
'Cause once I'm out, I don't stress nah I just make it back
Like, why you on my dick, yeah
You gotta relax
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Writer(s): Clyde Sheridan
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