Wicked

Switch on me like I ain't know that, but I ain't trippin
Where I'm from, them niggas never show that, but it get sticky
If you planning on coming to Memphis, then keep your Blicky
I'm with Pee-Wee and we slide hot, it's finna get wicked

I just wanna get some paper and just stack it to the ceiling
I'ma spend that money, and spend that money, and spend till I get dizzy
I'ma walk up in the show, just know the members comin' with me
You try to back door, if you want, that's gone be you left with no pity

No you can't play with a Franklin another come behind him
Lil' bruh missing say he with me, if you want him, come and find him
My lil' brother, he a hothead, but forever I'm behind him
Got into it and whoop some niggas in some forces and designer

She wifey type, she pretty, but her attitude bad
And I ain't dealin' with no ho right now, couldn't help me if I crash
If you fuck with her, don't bring me up and die, about some cat
I sold the Glock and got the cash, before he left, I got it back

Aye, yeah, world around town, they say Lil' Furley finna blow
And don't come tell me what they said lil nigga, go and check the score
I could have a hundred grand sittin' in my hand, but I won't more
These niggas internet, Ain't never been in shit these niggas ho's

You can leave me in a room with full of killers, I won't fold
It's 49ers in this clip the Glock, Matte Black, the bullets gold
They say they riding behind Lil' Furley, but them boys ain't never rode
We got off quick, he crunk it up and he snatch up that nigga cold

And you claiming that wax from seven years ago, boy, that's old
Say set him up, she called the nigga, call me back, say he on hold
Don't come to me showin' your hand, It ain't a nigga that I owe
He want go up on that mission, but my nigga on parole

I couldn't function on my own, but with my daddy in the trap
He show me ten, All blues, say I'ma make it off of rap
Just tell your story, they'll listen I ain't got no reason for to cap
And grab your strap, it's in your lap, and if they shoot you, better clap

Ayy, them some words of a wise man, and just know I'm with him
And if he slidin', then I'm slidin', we like, fuck it, let's go get him
And just know we wanna slide if we ever feel it's a issue
We gone wipe his nose, Ou his shit getting snotty grab the tissue

All my niggas go dumb, facts, all my niggas go stupid
He step back and aim for his heart, boy, this shit like Cupid
Grab the straps, the gloves, just like Michael B. Jordan up in the movie
He gone grab it, he gone clutch it, that don't mean he finna shoot it, slat

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