Galoshes

Ay ay
Where my redbull at?
Hol up
Hol up

[Hook]
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit (wicked shit)
Keep it wicked
Keep it wicked
Give me that shit
Keep it wicked

[Verse 1]
I fucked a bitch from Compton (hah)
I flew that bitch to Austin (ooh)
I met a witch in Dallas had the bitch giving me crazy noggin' (ooh)
In my designer coffin (ay) I might design a coffin
You will not find me often
Hop out the sauce you get lost in
I am a rare concoction follow me look baby Ouija be saucing
I got the hatchet each one in my hands and they swangin' like helicopters
Swingin' these bitches like choppas
I don't even need the choppers (naw)
Ain't no point calling the ambulance what is a dead body to a doctor
I filled the motherfuccin' club up with blood and done came in this bitch in Galoshes
I got my big brother Moshy gon' knocc yo mo'fuccin' heads off in a moshpits
Hatchetmane hangin' off us haters lookin all nauseous
Bitches telling me I'm scrumptious succ a motherfuccas cautious
Google Translating foreign bitches want the wicked dicc in different countries
I don't wanna talk about nothing but money
I don't wanna talk about nothing but bloody
I don't wanna talk about nothing but muddy
Muddy
Xan in my lean like a buddy
Where I come from they be Zombies putting yo body in pile like a dummy
Dummy
White flag on my fuccin' wrist be hanging down like a mummy
The FBI say I'm gangbangin' cause I run with Inner City Posse
Still trashgang. Still Toof Gang and these handtats get dirty
Ouija-mane 730 braids hangin' purty what they want from me
Huh?

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I thought I told you lil bitches
I'm bout my hundreds no fifties
Holes in a two-thousand dollar shirts
I'm putting rips in Givenchy
All of my partners so filthy
All of your partners be stingy
Rubbing your mittens together and wondering why you got you no bitches
Opposites attract so you gon' be drawn to anything but the bitches
You a rich little bitch and you gon' get everything but the riches
My shawty got hatchets she run up like "Give me that shit, Give me"
My posse beside me you got it in "Give me that shit, Give me"
My reflection on butcher knife telling me
(Keep it wicked, Keep it)
The voices inside of me ain't giving a fucc bout no felony this what they telling me

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
White boy came in this bitch killing em' turning your roster to Columbine quicc
Got your bitch all on my dick and she helping me putting the slugs in my clip
Still coming in with the sauce when you pussies got beef then I'm making it drip
Homie you ain't with the shit
Shut your funky pussy lips
Pull you apart like a Backwood it look like a swisher the way it get split
Down the middle with a slit
I rub your brain like a clit
Told your bitch open her mouth
Had to ash my cigarette
The wicked shit is what you want
Wicked shit is what you get

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