WRETCHED

Pull on up, put you down, bitch we gonna seal your fate
Scope on top, take my shot, I ain't gonna look away

Let them rounds off
Bands on the mindset
Product in the package
Hide the strap inside the baggage

Fuck off you bitch
I'm feeling so selfish
Hand on that pole
And i Might have to tap it

Ride on the low
Leaving bro in a casket
Fuck what you tote
Cuz you ain't gonna blast it

Moving in, moving up

You cannot just judge up my way of life
Working so hard I can not stop to breathe

Shut up boy just back off me
Big body bag in case we need
Bullet in the body
And the Body
In the bushes
And we dipping
Yeah we footing
When we coming out the trees