CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Wick b*tch
We give out headshots so you know it's f**k the dead opps
Police on our ass so you know we can't even play the block
Still post up on Drexel that's my favorite block
ride through that [?] got a lotta Glocks
Weak sh*t
Man you record all that weak sh*t?
I got extra bullets for every time you say a sneak diss
I gotta tell lil' bro to chill he on some tweak sh*t
But if I tell lil' bro to go he RIP sh*t
Gang sh*t
Hell naw we ain't no lames b*t*h
Every time we took a loss the opps got the same sh*t
I ain't have to go reload I just change clips
I don't care about no bodies I got the same blick
You lost yo mans and you really ain't gon' slide about him
You hit the stu the same day and made a track about him
We lost our mans, same day somebody clapped about him
I ain't gon' say to much, the feds want me to rap about it
f**k the feds cuz I know they watchin' n***a
f**k the judge and the state they say I'm a problem n***a
2016 we drew 100k on [?] n***a
I was in and out the bank my momma had a problem with it
I put my life on the line, slugs in the 9
I lost blood to this sh*t, I had my momma cryin'
I did some sh*t that I don't regret, I had to do some time
Catch a body do a sentence, that's for one of mine
Got a few labels tryna sign a n***a
They ain't talkin' what I'm talkin' I'm declinin' all them b*t*hes
And every time you see me ride we got sticks in all these glizzies
But you can't see in my whip, 5% on all these windows
We on that hot sh*t
Whole city know we drop sh*t
Them n***as really lame and I swear they ain't on nothin'
Got this b*t*h to the crib, we got it bussin'
It wasn't hard, I'm Drill Wick it wasn't nothin'
Head shot, you ain't never seen a dead opp
Yeah I might joke and smile a lot but I don't play with opps
Got the Glock 19, that's my favorite Glock
But if you know me then you know I tote the Drake a lot
It's Wick b*t*h, so you know we out with six sticks
Everytime I pick his b*t*h up I make her lick d**k
We got moves around this b*t*h, I might just switch whips
Better keep it cool around here, I might just blick sh*t
It's Wick b*t*h, might get big bro on the remix
Fresh cut, waves in, make yo b*t*h sea sick
We sick, we tryna see you dead like leaks b*t*h
Yeah I got better but I started on some weak sh*t
Police on our ass so you know we can't even play the block
Still post up on Drexel that's my favorite block
ride through that [?] got a lotta Glocks
Weak sh*t
Man you record all that weak sh*t?
I got extra bullets for every time you say a sneak diss
I gotta tell lil' bro to chill he on some tweak sh*t
But if I tell lil' bro to go he RIP sh*t
Gang sh*t
Hell naw we ain't no lames b*t*h
Every time we took a loss the opps got the same sh*t
I ain't have to go reload I just change clips
I don't care about no bodies I got the same blick
You lost yo mans and you really ain't gon' slide about him
You hit the stu the same day and made a track about him
We lost our mans, same day somebody clapped about him
I ain't gon' say to much, the feds want me to rap about it
f**k the feds cuz I know they watchin' n***a
f**k the judge and the state they say I'm a problem n***a
2016 we drew 100k on [?] n***a
I was in and out the bank my momma had a problem with it
I put my life on the line, slugs in the 9
I lost blood to this sh*t, I had my momma cryin'
I did some sh*t that I don't regret, I had to do some time
Catch a body do a sentence, that's for one of mine
Got a few labels tryna sign a n***a
They ain't talkin' what I'm talkin' I'm declinin' all them b*t*hes
And every time you see me ride we got sticks in all these glizzies
But you can't see in my whip, 5% on all these windows
We on that hot sh*t
Whole city know we drop sh*t
Them n***as really lame and I swear they ain't on nothin'
Got this b*t*h to the crib, we got it bussin'
It wasn't hard, I'm Drill Wick it wasn't nothin'
Head shot, you ain't never seen a dead opp
Yeah I might joke and smile a lot but I don't play with opps
Got the Glock 19, that's my favorite Glock
But if you know me then you know I tote the Drake a lot
It's Wick b*t*h, so you know we out with six sticks
Everytime I pick his b*t*h up I make her lick d**k
We got moves around this b*t*h, I might just switch whips
Better keep it cool around here, I might just blick sh*t
It's Wick b*t*h, might get big bro on the remix
Fresh cut, waves in, make yo b*t*h sea sick
We sick, we tryna see you dead like leaks b*t*h
Yeah I got better but I started on some weak sh*t
