Wickin’

[Intro]
(Aye Juu)
Wopo, speak how you comin', nigga (Jlo)
Aye Jourdan, cut me up then, uh (Jlo and [?] in this bitch)
Uh, uh, Wopo (Mob! [?] fucked up)
Aye Breezy, Aye Juu (Aye Juu, haha)
Fuck it do kid, haha (Turn me up [?]!)

[Chorus]
I keep on givin' 'em game and shit and they still ain't hearin' me out, uh (Yeah, still ain't hearin' me out)
Can't get hit I be switchin' locations you never gon' figure me out, bitch! (Mob, I be switchin' locations)
Me and my dog too tight, over no bitch we ain't fallin' out, yeah (No fallin' out)
Wanted a mission I gave you a job bitch it ain't no callin' out, uh (It ain't no callin' nah)
One of the niggas I used to be dealin' with told now that nigga labeled a rat, uh (Uh, uh, that nigga hot)
I know a bitch throwin' dirt on my name to her friend but the bitch tryna give me her neck, uh (Uh, dumbass bitch)
I ain't talkin' 'bout shit I'll die for the set (I'll die for this shit)
With a tat' on my face and a tat' on my neck (Tat' on my neck)
You can duck from a fully and still get whacked (Bllllit)
Niggas got out of pocket I put 'em in check (Don't get out of pocket)

[Verse]
All this shit I want demand (Mob)
Niggas bitches even snitchin' on they family ([?])
I'ma get a trap award before a Grammy (Trap award)
Nigga probably steal bet he ain't gon' bag me (Uh, for real)
Give it all to him trick him just to tag (Buh!)
Small ARP with 60 in a bag (Boom-boom-boom)
Nigga I don't give a fuck about your past (Nah)
Why you still speakin' on shit that you had? Mob (Broke-ass nigga)
I be [?] niggas I'ma fuckin' dad (I'ma fuckin' mad)
I been goin' crazy I've been fuckin' mad (I been fuckin' goin' crazy)
Think you got me it's already in my hand (Boom)
Wickin' I can feel suspicision off the Xan' (Wopo, [?])
Remember I was jackin' shit and switch the tags (Yeah)
Go right up the street a nigga gettin' smashed ([?] street)
Grow up through the streets you ain't gon' get a pass (Boom-boom-boom-boom!)
Nigga got in my way and I blew through his ass (Yeah!)
If you run you a G keep it true to your man (Uh, keep it true nigga)
Used to ride in a UV with like two in the van ([?] shit)
You will only see me with like two of my men (With like two of my men)
Likin' Instagram thots she a goddamn fan (Uh, she a Instagram follower)
Keep goin' up the block we don't stick to no plan (Boom-boom!)
Shit blowin' for the head but it hit him in the hand (Boom-boom-boom!)
How the fuck a grown man start talkin' on a stand? (Hot-ass bitch)
Yeah his bitch ate dick and she used both hands ([?])
And she told me she ain't got no man, damn (I ain't know that bitch had a man, that ain't the plan, haha, Wopo, Mob)

[Chorus]
I keep on givin' 'em game and shit and they still ain't hearin' me out, uh
Can't get hit I be switchin' locations you never gon' figure me out, bitch!
Me and my dog too tight, over no bitch we ain't fallin' out, yeah (Uh, uh uh)
Wanted a mission I gave you a job bitch it ain't no callin' out, uh
One of the niggas I used to be dealin' with told now that nigga labeled a rat, uh
I know a bitch throwin' dirt on my name to her friend but the bitch tryna give me her neck, uh
I ain't talkin' 'bout shit I'll die for the set
With a tat' on my face and a tat' on my neck
You can duck from a fully and still get whacked
Niggas got out of pocket I put 'em in check