Lullaby

Mm-mm, wicked, I'm Mm-mm, wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked Mm-mm-mm, wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked yeah (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) [Chorus] My dawg a walkin' lullaby, he put shit to sleep I be with wolves, yeah, never catch me with a sheep Go ahead and commit suicide, talm'bout beef with me 'Cause either way you dead but I know you rather do it than me I don't got no manners, I don't got no manners We some loose screws, that's why we walk with hammers The gun look like a branch, the clip look like banana I don't got no, I don't got no mothafuckin' sense, uh [Verse] I don't got no mothafuckin' sense I ain't gettin' in that car if that window don't got tints And them niggas ain't no opps if that block ain't got bent I ain't won't shot that K if that chop' ain't get shit Rollin', bitch, I'm rollin', bitch, I'm rollin', but not geeked When I say rollin', I mean slidin', tryna knock somethin' off their feet You see bars, you see N, you see two, you see me I see opp, I reach in, then pull out and use heat (Grraow, grraow, boom) I ain't cuffin' no thots, I got hoes, bitch, I'm pimpin' Why the fuck you on your camera? Gimme your phone, bitch, you trippin' They say, "Wick might need a cane" (Why?) "'Cause the nigga always limpin'" But he can't help because he got a lotta shots and a lotta knocks in them breaches She say, "You ain't shit," I say, "I know, I might need laxative" I can't show her to my momma 'cause she just ain't bad enough They wanna chase the bag with me, but they just not fast enough The opps got all them sticks but still ain't slide, it just ain't addin' up Chain on, swang, swang, reach for this, bang, bang Drop your nuts and let 'em hang, I'm in the mood to bust a brain Wick shit, we Wick Gang, gang-gang-gang (Wicked, I'm wicked) Gang-gang, gang-gang-gang [Chorus] My dawg a walkin' lullaby, he put shit to sleep I be with wolves, yeah, never catch me with a sheep Go ahead and commit suicide, talm'bout beef with me 'Cause either way you dead but I know you rather do it than me I don't got no manners, I don't got no manners We some loose screws, that's why we walk with hammers The gun look like a branch, the clip look like banana I don't got no, I don't got no mothafuckin' sense [Outro] Mm, wicked, I'm Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm Wicked, I'm, yeah, wicked, I'm Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked , do you niggas know what's up with me?