Wicked - CHXPO

I’m really feeling you but, baby I ain’t got no feelings

I be rolling off the molly trippin'

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

I get that pack then make it disappear, like a magician

I’m really feeling you but, baby I ain’t got no feelings

Lil Blizzard, I’m just chillin'

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

Niggas sneak diss, so what

(sooo what)

To the fuck nigga, Chxpo said shut the fuck up

Tell a fuck nigga, I said run your bands up

Niggas sleeping on us, them boys must be xanned up

Nigga you a lame, you ain’t really gang gang

You ain’t ever ever ever let that choppa bang

I made my own gang, bitch I made my own lane

These niggas chasing fame, Lil Chxpo chasing money

Everybody know Lil Chxpo, cuz I’m bloody

Fucking, all the bitches love me

Even tho I’m bloody, and I’m disrespectful

Bitch on my dick, cuz I’m flexing and successful

I’m really feeling you but, baby I ain’t got no feelings

I be off the molly trippin'

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

I get that pack then make it disappear, like a magician

I’m really feeling you but, baby I ain’t got no feelings

Lil Blizzard, I’m just chillin'

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

Nigga be hatin' on my whole life

Fuck nigga don’t lie, I’m my own stripes

I got my own shooters man, you know I cash out

Shooters outside of my house, when I take the trash out

Yeah I’m bossed up now, and I’m sauced up now

So Icy boy, I’m like bling blaww

Nigga know how I glow, pull up with the telescope

Pull up right now, then everybody gonna get it smoked

Bitch you better not trust me

Cuz I’m grimy, and I’m bloody

These niggas hatin', these niggas stuntin'

Those niggas fakin', those niggas frontin'

I’m really feeling you but, baby I ain’t got no feelings

I be off the molly trippin'

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

I get that pack then make it disappear, like a magician

I’m really feeling you but, baby I ain’t got no feelings

Lil Blizzard, I’m just chillin'

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

Wicked, we get wicked

We get wicked

Pull up on ‘em right now, jugging in the trap house

Band boys cash out, yea we cash out

Saks Fifth shoppin', nigga baller blockin'

This lil' bitch on my dick, I flex like Steve Austin