Lyrics WICKED - SKYXXX, Caskey, Donny Blanks

WICKED

Yeah, pussy ass nigga got me twisted
Ran up on him, did that boy wicked, hm, yeah, yeah
I just got the work then I flipped it, ayy
Call me the trap magician, yeah
My bitch talk to me but I don’t listen, ayy
Run up on me, boy, you end up missin', yeah
Yo' bitch come and see me with me no lipstick, yeah
I light up my tree like it’s Christmas, ayy, ayy
You ain’t welcome here, boy, mind your bidness, ayy
We be water-whippin' in this kitchen, lil boy, ayy
I just popped a tab and now I’m trippin', yeah
Chopper on my side tall like a midget, yeah, ayy
I just fucked a bitch, her name was Bridgett, yeah
I was smokin' dope and she was sniffin', yeah
Can’t believe I fucked that hoe in front her children, yeah
That’s how that lil ratchet hoe was livin', yeah
My bitch talk to me but I don’t listen
Fuck around with me, you end up missin'
My bitch talk to me but I don’t listen
Pussy ass nigga got me twisted
Okay, I took away his work and then remixed it
They say they talkin' money, all I hear is crickets (huh, huh, huh)
They sendin' threats my way but they is not specific
I feel like they just not the person they depictin'
I’m sellin' work the same color as my pigment
When I hop up out the car, they like «who is it?»
I’m at the bar with foreign broads, we tradin' digits
She on her knees but not a one of us religious
Tatted up from head to toe but say I hate commitment
I never take the drugs the way the doctor recommended
A product of society, it turned me to a menace
And I ain’t goin' back and forth with you 'cause this ain’t tennis
Pussy ass nigga got me twisted
Ran up on that boy, did him wicked, ayy
Caught him lackin' at Popeye’s Chicken, ayy
Unlucky boy, he ain’t had a biscutt, yeah, yeah
I’m in the Uber gettin' lifted, yeah
I be fuckin' hoes like Scott Disick, yeah
My last bitch callin' me, say I’m different, ayy
When it come to money, I’m addicted, yeah