Iam Saphyre - Wicked (feat. Leoko Montana)

Saph
Know I brought my twin on this muhfucka
Ya dig
Yeah
SYN the gang
Tana
Wicked
Man these folks know I'm the ticket
Made yo hoe chirp like a cricket
What
It's wicked
It's wicked
It's wicked
Wicked
Man these folks know I'm the ticket
I made yo hoe chirp like a cricket
Might call up LuKang to kick it
I'm rocking skinny over slim fit
This shit in my pocket its sticky
My hoe got a attitude and its vicious
Yeah I call her icky Vicky
My mama a lion no Richie
Cartier shades no 50
My ex know ya dead ya dig it
And no I ain't sparing no feelings
Wicked
It hit different
When you up and you know that they shitted
On you but you came up from the pension
Now the money ain't nothing to mention
Now the money ain't nothing to get it
I smash on the block hit the coup with no ceiling
Highly sedated I'm lifted
She gave me her mouth the way that she sucking so wicked
Water on me like I'm swimming I walk in the building
Cartier change my vision
Had to switch up on my lane I'm different yo bitch wanna fuck im like
Damn no kiddin
Young nigga ballin I came from the trenches
I had to go get it she know that I got no feelings these bitches be trippin
Might pull out the bank then I got the roof with the stars
Told that bitch to keep wishing
I got the money right they know that I'm piped they seeing my image
I had to get right
I see the hate from a sight
I'm keeping my distance
That choppa LuKang, its kicking
Not sparing no lame, we blitzing
I step in designer dripping
I keep me a rod they fishing
These diamonds on me they hitting
I switch out the clip extended
I link up with Twin we sinning
It's wicked
Wicked
Man these folks know I'm the ticket
I made yo hoe chirp like a cricket
Might call up LuKang to kick it
I'm rocking skinny over slim fit
This shit in my pocket its sticky
My hoe got a attitude and its vicious
Yeah I call her icky Vicky
My mama a lion no Richie
Cartier shades no 50
My ex know ya dead ya dig it
And no I aint sparing no feelings
Wicked
It hit different
When you up and you know that they shitted
On you but you came up from the pension
Now the money ain't nothing to mention
I done been down for real just like a hoe I been round for real
Just like a hoe im the talk of the town for real
These niggas sleep
They been in gowns for years
Yo hoe she play with her nose she a clown for real
Might need the crown for real
Ion want no white cause I fuck with that brown for real
Told you my time was near
Boy aint nomo playing pitty pat
I made hoe really breezy me down with that gimmie that
Jumped in that coop where the ceiling at
She looking round like she don't know the last place she seen it at
Don't say you love me I know you aint meaning that
Don't say you love me oh yeah I repeated that
I made it back right in time for the recap
Percocet demons he pray he don't relapse
Wicked
Its wicked
She a bird but not fly, she a penguin
Go big synner she say when im singing
Ice on me and im eskimo freezing
Eyes on me and its easy to tease em
Me and Twin that's a hell of a team up
Call up LuKang he ready to beat up
How my haters the reason my feet up
Its wicked
Wicked
Man these folks know I'm the ticket
I made yo hoe chirp like a cricket
Might call up LuKang to kick it
I'm rocking skinny over slim fit
This shit in my pocket its sticky
My hoe got a attitude and its vicious
Yeah I call her icky Vicky
My mama a lion no Richie
Cartier shades no 50
My ex know ya dead ya dig it
And no I aint sparing no feelings
Wicked
It hit different
When you up and you know that they shitted
On you but you came up from the pension
Now the money ain't nothing to mention
Wicked
Wicked

Written by:
Cynteria Langhorne, Leoko Montana

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