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Nick, you're stupid
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, (W-I-C-K-E-D)
 I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked (I'm W-I-C-K-E-D)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked
 I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked (I'm W-I-C-K-E-D)
 (W-I-C, W-I-C, I'm W-I-C-K-E-D)
 I'm a wicked nigga, he know, she know, everybody know
 Ain't come in super deep, it's four of us, but everybody go
 If I was to stop rapping today, these niggas wouldn't know how to flow
 If shootin' houses wasn't allowed
 Then these niggas wouldn't know how to scope
 Glll, pow
 We the socks, his block the feet, let's pull up on him (swerve on 'em)
 Glll, pow
 We the pants, his block the leg, let's pull up on him (swerve on 'em)
 Glll, pow
 We Stephen Curry, his block the logo
 Let's pull up on him (swerve on 'em)
 Glll, pow
 Let's make a wish, his block the candle, pull up and boom
 Gll, pow
 I'm hot, diss me? face shot
 Drive by, aht-aht
 Walk down, gllrat-gllrat
 Before the switch, fah fah
 After switch, grrah
 "You so wicked" ah-ha-ha
 Kill 'em all, right now
 Pull up and empty cans, I'm the garbage man
 Me and my niggas like The Beatles, we got hella fans
 Ain't talkin' 'bout people, talkin' 'bout what you use to blow a man
 Hella drums, ain't talkin' 'bout chicken
 Or that shit you use to rock a band
 Uh, uh, can't name a nigga fuckin' with me
 Can't say you wicked, you ain't never pulled up bustin' with me
 That chopper kickin', they ain't know I brought a punter with me
 And that nina got extensions
 They ain't know I brought the bundles with me
 They say if you goin' that way, it's dangerous there
 I'm dangerous too, let's take it there
 You drop a diss, I bet you'll die, go ahead and do it, I double dare
 You play, we overdo it, ain't gettin' even, we don't play it fair
 Aim at his top and let it rip
 I wanna see you burn his hair (Shot that nigga's head off)
 Wicked, I'm wicked (Yeah)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked (I'm wicked)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked
 I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm (W-I-C-K)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, wicked, I'm wicked (W-I-C-K-E-D)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked (W-I-C-K-E-D)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked
 I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked (W-I-C-K-E-D)
 Ain't got no ski mask, okay, use a shirt
 Won't fuck long, okay, pop a perc
 Before I ever made a song, I had already robbed a clerk
 Before I ever made a song, I hopped out, let that glizzy twerk
 Before I ever made a song, I tried to put shit in the dirt
 Uh-huh, uh, I made my first song, I was seventeen (On my mama)
 That was two years after I started sellin' green (On my mama)
 And that was the year after I sold fake lean (On my mama)
 'Round the time I kept a hammer in my jeans (On my mama)
 That was two years after I was tryna go on hits with Tony
 Uh, hold on, hold on
 Wicked, I'm wicked, wicked, I'm wicked
 I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked
 Wicked, I'm wicked, wicked, I'm wicked (W-I-C-K)
 I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked (W-I-C-K-E-D)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, wicked, I'm wicked, I'm (W-I-C-K)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, wicked, I'm wicked
 I'm (Play around, I'm gon' kill you, bitch)
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked
 I'm (Play around, we gon')
 Wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked, bitch
 Man, I'm wicked, nigga (I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked)