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Wicked (Killers) Lyrics

Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Wicked (Killers) by Playboi Carti




Wicked (Killers)
[Intro]
(Okay)

[Pre-Chorus]
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[Chorus]
Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to spazz out (Yeah)
Blade right in my pocket (Yeah)
I pocket they pants out (Yeah)
Thot tryna get in my pockets
Uh, she got her ass out, uh
I got some sh*t out my pockets
Uh, I bought the ho ass-shots

[Verse]
Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh
Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh (Slatt, slatt)
Huh, I got some killers, they right in my lobby (Slatt, slatt)
Yeah, we just for each other, ain't worried 'bout nobody (Huh, 'kay)
I was in the studio, huh, when that boy caught a body
I was in the booth when I heard that baby got bodied
(sh*t, hol' up)
Whole lotta shooters, yeah, you know they around me, huh
I tatted my body, yeah, I look like a Mayan, huh, uh
I been mindin' my business, yeah, 'cause niggas bе lyin'
Partner got the coupe tintеd, so nobody see nothin', huh
Helicopters can't keep up with the Hellcat now, uh
Double cup, b**ch, pour me up 'til I can't see nothin', hu-uh
Huh, 'til I can't feel nothin', uh, 'til I can't feel nothin', uh
'Til I can't feel nothin', 'til I can't feel nothin'
b**ch, I'm goin' dumb, my b**ch extra dumb
And that hair done, I got her ass done
Huh, uh, huh, uh
And her hair done, yeah, and her hair done, and that ass done

[Pre-Chorus]
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah

[Chorus]
Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to spazz out (Yeah)
Blade right in my pocket (Yeah)
I pocket they pants out (Yeah)
Thot tryna get in my pockets
Huh, she got her ass out, uh
I got some sh*t out my pockets
Huh, I bought the ho ass-shots

[Outro]
(Okay)




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