- 作词 : Horace Walls
- 作曲 : Horace Walls
- [Intro]
- I'm wicked
- (Blessed on the beat, hold up)
- I'm wicked
- I'm wicked
- I'm wicked
- I'm wicked
- (FOREVERROLLING)
- [Verse 1]
- Blam, boom, tryna put a nigga on the damn news
- Postin' switches on the internet, that boy a damn fool
- Bought her a purse, he still ain't hit her yet, that boy a damn fool
- Bought a Perc', he barely know the plug, that boy a damn fool
- Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin'
- Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
- Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'
- Blam, boom, I paid to get him gone, I'm killer trickin'
- Blam, boom, if he speak on a murder, that's a red flag
- Blam, boom, he pillow talk to bitchеs, that's a red flag
- Blam, boom, that Perc' too cheap, that's a rеd flag
- Blam, boom, if I'm in that backseat, throw that white flag
- [Chorus]
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, tryna blam me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, man down me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, jump out and I
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom
- [Verse 2]
- Blam, boom, you can't live with me, that's no rap niggas
- 'Cause I'm who the rappers rap 'bout
- Call us [?] 'cause man, all these niggas cap a lot
- They say Nardo be in black a lot
- They say lil' nigga keep his strap a lot
- He said he gang, I said, no, you not
- She said I can't ****, she [?]
- I done seen a lot of crazy things, a lot of pure images on my brain
- That lil' nigga, he be tweakin'
- That's a statement, I'm insane
- [Chorus]
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, tryna blam me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, man down me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, jump out and I
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom
- [Verse 3]
- All these chains, this shit making me hot
- Teach you from my wrist, big [?] in a watch
- Come on, let's squash this our thing, nah
- How you left when you saw him? I think shot
- Opps tryna keep their kids 'cause they know we gon' spare 'em
- Opps want got their kids, the only time we gon' spare 'em
- And this mad shit ain't new, I used to always wear 'em
- Broke and still rob my jeans, I used to always share 'em
- And this slime shit ain't nothin', I used to always do it
- I ain't never drove shit, I used to always shoot
- I ain't never waste my bin, I used to always use it
- Glock loud, don't matter, I used to always mute it
- [Bridge]
- Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin'
- Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
- Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'
- [Chorus]
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, tryna blam me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, man down me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, jump out and I
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom
- 作词 : Horace Walls
- 作曲 : Horace Walls
- [Intro]
- I'm wicked
- (Blessed on the beat, hold up)
- I'm wicked
- I'm wicked
- I'm wicked
- I'm wicked
- (FOREVERROLLING)
- [Verse 1]
- Blam, boom, tryna put a nigga on the damn news
- Postin' switches on the internet, that boy a damn fool
- Bought her a purse, he still ain't hit her yet, that boy a damn fool
- Bought a Perc', he barely know the plug, that boy a damn fool
- Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin'
- Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
- Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'
- Blam, boom, I paid to get him gone, I'm killer trickin'
- Blam, boom, if he speak on a murder, that's a red flag
- Blam, boom, he pillow talk to bitchеs, that's a red flag
- Blam, boom, that Perc' too cheap, that's a rеd flag
- Blam, boom, if I'm in that backseat, throw that white flag
- [Chorus]
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, tryna blam me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, man down me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, jump out and I
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom
- [Verse 2]
- Blam, boom, you can't live with me, that's no rap niggas
- 'Cause I'm who the rappers rap 'bout
- Call us [?] 'cause man, all these niggas cap a lot
- They say Nardo be in black a lot
- They say lil' nigga keep his strap a lot
- He said he gang, I said, no, you not
- She said I can't ****, she [?]
- I done seen a lot of crazy things, a lot of pure images on my brain
- That lil' nigga, he be tweakin'
- That's a statement, I'm insane
- [Chorus]
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, tryna blam me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, man down me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, jump out and I
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom
- [Verse 3]
- All these chains, this shit making me hot
- Teach you from my wrist, big [?] in a watch
- Come on, let's squash this our thing, nah
- How you left when you saw him? I think shot
- Opps tryna keep their kids 'cause they know we gon' spare 'em
- Opps want got their kids, the only time we gon' spare 'em
- And this mad shit ain't new, I used to always wear 'em
- Broke and still rob my jeans, I used to always share 'em
- And this slime shit ain't nothin', I used to always do it
- I ain't never drove shit, I used to always shoot
- I ain't never waste my bin, I used to always use it
- Glock loud, don't matter, I used to always mute it
- [Bridge]
- Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin'
- Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
- Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'
- [Chorus]
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, tryna blam me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, man down me
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, jump out and I
- Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom
