Intoodeep (prod. Zeurtuo x goothereakiest)

Lyircs:
In too deep, I dont know about you, Ice on me lil baby that's all I do
Gun sounds, get your ass by sundown damn, rundown, let's go have some fun now

In too deep, I dont know about you, Ice on me lil baby that's all I do
Gun sounds, get your ass by sundown damn, rundown, let's go have some fun now

I dont wanna hear you out, In that bitch like in n out
Flip my wrist like issa knife, I fuck that bitch like she a dyke
Dumb hoe, she giving me brain, dumb hoes heal my pain
Stupid bitch, give stupid brain, Got whole lot racks, got Whole lot bank

In too deep, I dont know about you, Ice on me lil baby that's all I do
Gun sounds, get your ass by sundown damn, rundown, let's go have some fun now

In too deep, I dont know about you, Ice on me lil baby that's all I do
Gun sounds, get your ass by sundown damn, rundown, let's go have some fun now

IntooDeep

Intoodeep

Butler p.aidan8

Lyrics:
Yeah, I'm saggin' my jeans till my nuts, hurt
Girl, show me your titties and butt, first
bitch i do not care bout that info, info
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, her

My watch, I'm tryna bust, her
Ring, ring, I'm callin' my butler
I'm fuckin' her, I cannot love her, baby

Yeah, it's too fed, I know
Can't hang around him, no
Yeah, my wrist bust down, it's cold
I'm shinin' head to toe, yeah
bitch i pullup and damage it
Bitch, it is what it is
Yeah, I know you can't handle this
Yea, i say what i mean

Yeah, I say what I want
Yeah, I do as I please
I might just take that lil bitch from the front row
Get her down on her knees
I cannot be fallin' in love with a thot

Half of they follows, I know that they bought
Yeah, let me see what you got
Let me see what you bought
Margiella, Margiella, Margiella

Lil' bitch, I'm a smart fella
Do i got rick boy yea i got hella
You think you sick, im better

Yeah, I'm saggin' my jeans till my nuts, hurt
Girl, show me your titties and butt, first
bitch i do not care bout that info, info
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, her

My watch, I'm tryna bust, her
Ring, ring, I'm callin' my butler
I'm fuckin' her, I cannot love her, baby

Yeah, it's too fed, I know
Can't hang around him, no
Yeah, my wrist bust down, it's cold
I'm shinin' head to toe, yeah
bitch i pullup and damage it
Bitch, it is what it is
Yeah, I know you can't handle this
Yea, i say what i mean

Yeah, it's too fed, I know
Can't hang around him, no
Yeah, my wrist bust down, it's cold
I'm shinin' head to toe, yeah
bitch i pullup and damage it
Bitch, it is what it is
Yeah, I know you can't handle this
Yea, i say what i mean

Butler

Rickk Ross p. blanq

Lyrics:
Hey, I'm throwing the racks right up in the air
lil' bitch, I'm going down
I feel like Rick Ross, I like Pears
Bitch, I'm eating now

Hey, and they trying to come up to my place
Yeah, they won't say that shit to my face
Hey, I made a whole lot of bank today
Lil' bitch, I'm in livin' good

I'm throwing the racks right up in the air
lil' bitch, I'm going down
I feel like Rick Ross, I like Pears
Bitch, I'm eating now

Hey, and they trying to come up to my place
Yeah, they won't say that shit to my face
Hey, I made a whole lot of bank today
Lil' bitch, I'm in livin' good

Yeah, I see what it is
I see what it isn't
Yeah, just look at my wrist damn
And look at it glisten

Bitch, I'm on the top floor
Lil' bitches, I need five more
She say, why you hardcore
Bitch, i went and bought more

Yeah, yeah
All you gotta do is hold it right down
I just be thumbing through big amounts
I'm kicking that door, im in and out

Like, bitch, I beat it out
That's what I've been about
Yeah, they not trying to hear me out

Hey, I'm throwing the racks right up in the air
lil' bitch, I'm going down
I feel like Rick Ross, I like Pears
Bitch, I'm eating now

Hey, and they trying to come up to my place
Yeah, they won't say that shit to my face
Hey, I made a whole lot of bank today
Lil' bitch, I'm in livin' good

Hey, I'm throwing the racks right up in the air
lil' bitch, I'm going down
I feel like Rick Ross, I like Pears
Bitch, I'm eating now

Hey, and they trying to come up to my place
Yeah, they won't say that shit to my face
Hey, I made a whole lot of bank today
Lil' bitch, I'm in livin' good

Rickk Ross

Outside p.carttie

Lyrics:

Hey Yuh, why don't you step outside
Yuh, I got some killas yea I got some shootas they do that shit yea for a dime
Hey Yuh, Fuck yo shit it's mine
Whole lotta M's a whole lotta M's, touch me and somebody die
Hey Yuh, why don't you step outside
Yuh, I got some killas yea I got some shootas they do that shit yea for a dime
Hey Yuh, Fuck yo shit its mine
Whole lotta M's a whole lotta M's, touch me and somebody die

Touch me and somebody shoot, touch me and somebody die
I ride around with that ugh, I ride around with that fye
She wanna hang with the goats, she wanna hang with the guys
Yea, one way yea to dubai, yea took a fine lil bitch to the sky
Go ahead test me, you get fyed, I'm on CS all the time
I'm on CS and they see us, we throw smokes, cant see us

Hey Yuh, why don't you step outside
Yuh, I got some killas yea I got some shootas they do that shit yea for a dime
Hey Yuh, Fuck yo shit its mine
Whole lotta M's a whole lotta M's, touch me and somebody die
Hey Yuh, why don't you step outside
Yuh, I got some killas yea I got some shootas they do that shit yea for a dime
Hey Yuh, Fuck yo shit its mine
Whole lotta M's a whole lotta M's, touch me and somebody die

Outside

Till I Die produced by cgk

Lyrics:
I fuck this shit up, till I die. I pour me up a cup of suicide
Yea, yea, watcha know bout me
Yea, tryna be like me, they tryna feel like me

I fuck this shit up, till I die. I pour me up a cup of suicide
Yea, yea, watcha know bout me
Yea, tryna be like me, they tryna feel like me
They tryna be me

Put G.U.N.N.R. on my beanie
All I see is flicks when they see me

I can't rock no levis bitch I leave that shit at home
I rock intervention, I get nukes, I'm at dome
Yea, please leave me the fuck alone
Yea, I don't want ya hittin up my phone

I fuck this shit up, till I die. I pour me up a cup of suicide
Yea, yea, watcha know bout me
Yea, tryna be like me, they tryna feel like me

I fuck this shit up, till I die. I pour me up a cup of suicide
Yea, yea, watcha know bout me
Yea, tryna be like me, they tryna feel like me
They tryna be me

Till I Die

p. violence x fruitydelay3

Lyrics:
Yea, you said you tried for it, you said you did everything but would die for it
I done gave out everything I went out bad for it
I went out sad bout you cause I need you, I feel like bieber

Its my family okay nothing left
Dont speak no profanity on me, I let blast
If you mad at me then say it with your chest
If your mad at me then say it with your chest

Its my family okay nothing left
Dont speak no profanity on me, I let blast
If you mad at me then say it with your chest
If your mad at me then say it with your chest

Say it, Say it, I wanna hear you say it
Go ahead say im right, Walk in and im faded
Bitch, im on a flight, im living right, its on site

Okay fuck like what you heard bout me bitch
I'm a rich ass motherfucker i count cheese bitch
When i talk my fuckin shit, bitch i mean it
All this travelling around the world has got me feinding

Yea, you said you tried for it, you said you did everything but would die for it
I done gave out everything I went out bad for it
I went out sad bout you cause I need you, I feel like bieber

Its my family okay nothing left
Dont speak no profanity on me, I let blast
If you mad at me then say it with your chest
If your mad at me then say it with your chest

Nothin Left (interlude)

Nothinleft (Interlude)

Lyrics:

Yea What you want lil bitch i know its me
Yea In the backseat my wicki be drivin me
Yea shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat
Shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat

Yea What you want lil bitch i know its me
Yea In the backseat my wicki be drivin me
Yea shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat
Shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat

Yea fuck what they say about me cause you know shit about me
Yea Fuck what they tryna tell me cause we dont live the same

We don't live bitch we don't live the same
We don't live bitch we don't live the same
Bitch I countup racks I know you countin' up pennies
Bitch her ass so fat she give me head like Becky

Yeah I'm sippin' on Wicked bitch bitch I be wicked
Bitch bitch I be with it ah no i aint finished

Yea What you want lil bitch i know its me
Yea In the backseat my wicki be drivin me
Yea shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat
Shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat

Yea What you want lil bitch i know its me
Yea In the backseat my wicki be drivin me
Yea shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat
Shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat

Ah shit I get any nigga hit
Lil' baby what would you do for this cash yeah
Let's go spend it in Rick

Let me buy you a new AP plane
Instead of a ass instead of some tits yeah
You know I be gone off that drank
Let me go pour up some tris let me pour up some tris

My life is so lit you bitches so sick yeah
You try to throw dirt on the kid
You shitted on me and just makin' me rich
I just might go buy a lake

You best get the fuck out my face
You bitches be makin' me rich
Now you be sick in the face
What the fuck do with your life yeah

You need to go open a business
You need to go get you some
You need to go get you some digits
You need to go get you some digits

I brag bout my riches I shit on these bitches
You need to go get you a business

Yea What you want lil bitch i know its me
Yea In the backseat my wicki be drivin me
Yea shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat
Shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat

Yea What you want lil bitch i know its me
Yea In the backseat my wicki be drivin me
Yea shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat
Shoot out the back yea shoot out the back seat

Shoot out shoot out shoot out shoot out shoot out the backseat


Wicki Drivin (feat. Summrs) p.omat

Wicki Drivin

Wicki Drivin (feat. Summrs)

Knower p. tenseoh

Lyics:
Im countin up racks like what do you want, and you been through whole lotta nun
I been struggling yea just to feel bitch, she wanna have some fun
I wanna know how to feel, I wanna know how to feel today
I wanna know how to act around you, I wanna know what to say

Im countin up racks like what do you want, and you been through whole lotta nun
I been struggling yea just to feel bitch, she wanna have some fun
I wanna know how to feel, I wanna know how to feel today
I wanna know how to act around you, I wanna know what to say

Yea And I put it on me, only fuck with myself I keep it solo-dolo every single time that
we meet

I got racks, I'm thumbin' through cheese, We just some glorified fiends
I can't let nobody own me Bitch, I'm too wicked it seems
Bitch, I ride with my wicki Bitch, I ride with that
Bitch, I ride with that glicky Bitch, I ride with that

Im countin up racks like what do you want, and you been through whole lotta nun
I been struggling yea just to feel bitch, she wanna have some fun
I wanna know how to feel, I wanna know how to feel today
I wanna know how to act around you, I wanna know what to say

Im countin up racks like what do you want, and you been through whole lotta nun
I been struggling yea just to feel bitch, she wanna have some fun
I wanna know how to feel, I wanna know how to feel today
I wanna know how to act around you, I wanna know what to say

Knower

Sluttyslime produced by tenseoh x ANH x andrzxz

Lyrics:
Why the fuck you say, why you say that you love me, yeah got expensive taste, yea that bitch tryna dub me
That bitch tryna fuck on my budy, slime I can't let you just hold my time
Yeah, yeah, she my lil' slutty slime Yeah, yeah, bitch, Its make money time, yeah

Why the fuck you say, why you say that you love me, yeah got expensive taste, yea that bitch tryna dub me
That bitch tryna fuck on my budy, slime I can't let you just hold my time
Yeah, yeah, she my lil' slutty slime Yeah, yeah, bitch, Its make money time, yeah

I make racks, every day But I'm still feelin up on the pain
If I just pop in the pill, then I'm sane, I'm tryna run the pain

They say I'm lookin' so tired, I know I was surrounded by dope and coke, yeah
I'm thumbin  through cheese, don't throw me through cheddar
I was just hopin' that life would get better I feel like Abel, cause I'm a trendsetter
They try to put me on pills for my temper don't get too close, you get hit with the temper, shot

Why the fuck you say, why you say that you love me, yeah got expensive taste, yea that bitch tryna dub me
That bitch tryna fuck on my budy, slime I can't let you just hold my time
Yeah, yeah, she my lil' slutty slime Yeah, yeah, bitch, Its make money time, yeah

Why the fuck you say, why you say that you love me, yeah got expensive taste, yea that bitch tryna dub me
That bitch tryna fuck on my budy, slime I can't let you just hold my time
Yeah, yeah, she my lil' slutty slime Yeah, yeah, bitch, Its make money time, yeah

Slutty Slime

Superbad p.tenseoh x vnoah

Lyrics:
Some things won't ever be the same
I wish I could know when I was in, in the good old days
Won't you bite down on me yea
Bitch is super bad
Tryna spend that bag on you

Some things won't ever be the same
I wish I could know when I was in, in the good old days
Won't you bite down on me yea
Bitch is super bad
Tryna spend that bag on you
The best I ever had

I'm busy tryna just cope with this shit
Cash, I'm tryna blow that shit
Sad, how could you go out like this
Yeah, why the fuck would you go out like that

How the fuck do you live like this
I'm a part of Lil Pop and the Triss
I'm a part of Lil Wok and the shit
Wicked, bitch i be wicked
Bitch i be wicked for life

Some things won't ever be the same
I wish I could know when I was in, in the good old days
Won't you bite down on me yea
Bitch is super bad
Tryna spend that bag on you

Some things won't ever be the same
I wish I could know when I was in, in the good old days
Won't you bite down on me yea
Bitch is super bad
Tryna spend that bag on you
The best I ever had

WICKED

Superbad

Gunnr - Wicki Wimmie (feat. Rich Amiri) produced by cgk

Lyrics:
Yea, keep my wicki with me, it gets sticky with me
Keep my ugh, keep my ugh, keep my glicky with me That bitch tryna see me, I'm way too rare
You can't even meet me, her boyfriend tryna be me

Yea, keep my wicki with me, it gets sticky with me
Keep my ugh, keep my ugh, keep my glicky with me That bitch tryna see me, I'm way too rare
You can't even meet me, her boyfriend tryna be me

I'm fuckin' a model bitch just for the day Bitch I wake up and I'm smokin' on dank
Yo, a whole lotta shit I can't say Yea, why would I say it to you

Yea, watch my whole life change Yea, I used to be like you
Yea, you and me, we ain't the same I put in more work than you
Yea, Ima die for this shit, Ima die for the lifestyle
I'm up so quick, watch then all bite now Live it, live it, I live alright now

Yea, keep my wicki with me, it gets sticky with me
Keep my ugh, keep my ugh, keep my glicky with me That bitch tryna see me, I'm way too rare
You can't even meet me, her boyfriend tryna be me

Yea, keep my wicki with me, it gets sticky with me
Keep my ugh, keep my ugh, keep my glicky with me That bitch tryna see me, I'm way too rare
You can't even meet me, her boyfriend tryna be me

Yo, ayy, bitch I rock out no guitar Fuckin' foreign broads, pullin' up in foreign cars
And I'm in a stroller, go two twenty, goin' far Shawty on her knees that hoe is prayin' to the Lord

Bust her up, I drop a little bag on her, bruh Then she go, she gone, then she go, she gone
Clutchin' on my Toolie, FN in the carbon Got too many wheels, I need no one callin' me
Cash me, bag up, yeah, yeah Bag up, stack up, yeah, yeah
Stack up, cash out, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yea, keep my wicki with me, it gets sticky with me
Keep my ugh, keep my ugh, keep my glicky with me That bitch tryna see me, I'm way too rare
You can't even meet me, her boyfriend tryna be me

Yea, keep my wicki with me, it gets sticky with me
Keep my ugh, keep my ugh, keep my glicky with me That bitch tryna see me, I'm way too rare
You can't even meet me, her boyfriend tryna be me

WICKED

Wicki Wimmie

Wicki Wimmie (feat. Rich Amiri)

lyrics://

STARBOI:
Yeah, yeah
I roll that blunt, caught you lackin', why you geekin'? (woah, woah, why you tweakin'?)
I'm like, "bro okay, got my Choppa in your face"
Got my Glock in my hand and that pistol in my hip, hip

Pistol whip, yeah yeah
Pistol whip, yeah yeah
Pistol whip, yeah yeah
Pistol whip, yeah yeah
Roll up on these hoes, yeah
What you wanna tell me, yeah yeah
I might pull up on that hoe, and stomp out his face yeah (oh)

Okay yeah, yeah
Okay yeah, yeah
Okay yeah, yeah
Okay yeah, uh-uh
Okay yeah, uh-uh
Okay yeah, uh-uh
Yeah, lil bitch that's right, pistol whip

Yeah, yeah
I roll that blunt, caught you lackin', why you geekin'? (woah, woah, why you tweakin'?)
I'm like, "bro okay, got my Choppa in your face"
Got my Glock in my hand and that pistol in my hip, hip

Pistol whip, yeah yeah
Pistol whip, yeah yeah
Pistol whip, yeah yeah
Pistol whip, yeah yeah

VXRT:
Runnin' up on me, you don't want the beef
If you runnin' up on me, yeah, aim it with the team
I don't really give a fuck, me and STARBOI; LSR Clique
If you runnin' up on me, pistol whip your damn shit
I don't really care, pop another xan

STARBOI:
Pistol whip, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Pistol whip, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Pistol whip, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Pistol whip, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)

New tracks tagged #WickedWeb