Wicks R Us Lyrics

All these niggas in hood dress code

Welcome to wicks R us

Shit go on at home so loud

Look what we done done

When I had a cut and a fade

I still had my gun

Niggas grow some dreads

And choose a fade

Wrong one you'll get slayed

My right hand a shooter

Addicted to trauma

Hope I never loose them

Crossing that line

Then he shooting

Killing for money

You know what I'm choose

Street be loud

You hear what we doing

Niggas be stuck

Like water grew them

Cheating at life

You niggas can't be me

Yea I'm lit

I see it in streaming

Nigga be watching

Put me on repeat

Hoes be weak

Like a torn achilles

Thin ass clothes

Got them off shein

Came up off hustling

Never begging

Flip 30k in college

No room and board just deposits

Deal with Jpay got me popping

Homie in jail gave me the knowledge

You lame ass niggas kept track of your hoes

Before the dreads I knew what I was

Sneaky little nigga wearing Uggs

Ready to step into the mud

Spiritual nigga I live in luck

Stepping on shit no lady bugs

Blow you down and hide the gun

Y'all hunny bun niggas be sweat

Never barking never smoke tree

Whole squad look neat y'all just sweat

Y'all not in street but at Krissy Kreme

Y'all came up good Thelma&Louis

My ass got beat i never said please

Skipping school I fed my niggas

If they in need

Couldn't do wrong in my eyes

If you in the hood then go ask Steve

Until this day I still see shit like in zero three

We den of thieves

Commanding shit like Jeremy reeves

My trigger the safety feel the breeze

I got Jamaican in my genes

Yea I'm loc'd with palm trees

Don't show shit on ig

Y'all dumb enough to die for free

Don't let tik tok get your ass beat

They up the dollar on stream mean

More money more heat

I'm learning vegan

You trying to beef

That mean you dead

Before we meet

I take my time

I come discrete

Watch time go by

Then you believe me

Hating niggas say keep going

Then say stay safe just don't speak

I'm a conduit of self pity

Living right

The street won't leave me

Won't say I'm a demon

But Im like Negan

Your here for no reason

It have me reaching

That's why I glorify who with me

Your weak ass bitch ain't bad as my semi

All these niggas in hood dress code

Welcome to wicks R us

Shit go on at home so loud

Look what we done done

When I had a cut and a fade

I still had my gun

Niggas grow some dreads

And choose a fade

Wrong one you'll get slayed

Niggas won't see me until I'm on the map

While I'm on the way I got my strap

Mommas out here raising hoes

Daddy's raising Kyla Pratts

Do what you want to do

If you want them chasing the right sack

Yea straight like that

Some niggas sip lean

It's making them weaker

I drink toxic for multiple reason

I don't show my guns

I don't show who I be with

I'm paint the picture

Through your speakers

See hell mafia dreaded

We ain't no tweakers

I'm a rider y'all watching

And ain't subscribing

Gone and comment I ain't hidden

They be trying to take my content

Niggas with dreads won't say they like it

But we'll see they head bobbing

Hard as hell but scared of violence

In that little room they gone write it

Around some hoes they your sidekick

Around some niggas they ain't about it

When I was a brah I played with sticks

Now it's metal all inside it

Wish I was rapping when I was five'six

Now it's a journey and y'all watching

Kiss my son while he sleeping

So he know get up and get it

My son standards are momentous

How would it be inside the trenches

Ain't no drive by's in his wishes