CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : One Day!
Ay yo, Ian
Whoa, whoa
Gang just keep goin' up, now we causin' madness
Like damn look at me and my season who would've imagined
Last n***a tried us fell off, can't tell you what happened (Ha)
In the H with [?] with Khan, like n***a what's crackin'? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Christian Dior with the Chrome Heart crossed out denim, now she think I'm Catholic (Whoa, whoa)
n***as still sayin' they want more like ##R3, man I guess it's a classic (Ha)
But I can't do no damn back trackin', sh*t gon' f**k up the backend
I remember when I first started rappin', most of these n***as was laughin'
f**ked around, police caught me with the ratchet, wish I could tell you what happеned
Like [?], like [?], I'm with all thе action, so don't make this sh*t get dramatic (Ha)
Who the f**k told you I was lackin', these n***as not with the action
He ain't really with that sh*t, just ask him (No)
Okay I just walked up in Prada, I'm finna get some designer (Yeah)
And my new b*t*h bad as f**k, they like, "Wick, how did you find her?"
And she six times richer than me, but f**k it, that ain't a problem (Whoa, whoa)
I got 40k in my bank, give a f**k about 40k followers
Retribution on my forces, yeah that sh*t made me some thousands (Yeah, yeah)
Retribution on my forces, yeah that sh*t made me some thousands (Yeah, yeah)
Whoa, whoa
Gang just keep goin' up, now we causin' madness
Like damn look at me and my season who would've imagined
Last n***a tried us fell off, can't tell you what happened (Ha)
In the H with [?] with Khan, like n***a what's crackin'? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Christian Dior with the Chrome Heart crossed out denim, now she think I'm Catholic (Whoa, whoa)
n***as still sayin' they want more like ##R3, man I guess it's a classic (Ha)
But I can't do no damn back trackin', sh*t gon' f**k up the backend
I remember when I first started rappin', most of these n***as was laughin'
f**ked around, police caught me with the ratchet, wish I could tell you what happеned
Like [?], like [?], I'm with all thе action, so don't make this sh*t get dramatic (Ha)
Who the f**k told you I was lackin', these n***as not with the action
He ain't really with that sh*t, just ask him (No)
Okay I just walked up in Prada, I'm finna get some designer (Yeah)
And my new b*t*h bad as f**k, they like, "Wick, how did you find her?"
And she six times richer than me, but f**k it, that ain't a problem (Whoa, whoa)
I got 40k in my bank, give a f**k about 40k followers
Retribution on my forces, yeah that sh*t made me some thousands (Yeah, yeah)
Retribution on my forces, yeah that sh*t made me some thousands (Yeah, yeah)
