Shit get Wicked huh, huh, Shit get Wicked huh, huh, Shit get Wicked huh, huh, Shit get Wicked huh
I'm too crispy, huh? That's too risky, huh
Read between the lines, I can't see the signs
I might blow out the brain, I might blow out his mind
DD Razzle dazzle , uh, gotta catch dis raffle, uh
Double 00, bitch, In my cassle, uh
Rick owen boots not bedazzled, uh
Smoke a backwood get high as the son
I got a Make it yeah, that's for my son
And I ain't even got a son
Yeah, I told her, she don't need it, I got you one
Yeah, that's my Ramona, yeah, she's the one
Yeah, hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up
I'm in her motherf*cking guts
Hol up, Hol up, Hol up, hol up
I smoke a opp in a runt
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up
We smoke a opp in a blunt
Baby, I do my own stunt
Hop in the Moshpit and jump
Shit get wicked , yeah, uh
Shit get wicked, yeah, uh
Shit get wicked, yeah, uh
Shit get wicked , yeah
I took Crispy Hot
That's too risky, uh
Read between the lines
I can't see the signs
I might blow out the brain
I might blow out his mind
Told her I'm bringing that fire, yeah
Told her I'm bringing that fire, yeah
My buddy, he banging the five, yeah
My buddy, he banging the five, man
I'm passing the limit this sky
I'm passing the limit this sky
I pull up i sprinkle black magic
Like, all in your face, yeah, all in your eyes
I hop in a jet, I go to L.A
Yeah, to go catch that vibe, uh
I might go back to the Atl, yeah
Go on the stream wit Kai, uh
Damn near went blind, uh
Closing on my eyes, uh
Smoking too much, uh
I got red eyes, uh
I need the pie, uh
I need the slice, uh
Im breaking the crumbs , I'm breaking the bread
I'm breaking the dice
Shit get wicked , yeah, uh
Shit get wicked, yeah, uh
Shit get wicked, yeah, uh
Shit get wicked , yeah, uh
Im too crispy huh
That's too risky huh