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Wicked Hyndrx

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Whoa
Uhn uhn
Let's rock out
Let's go, let's rock out

Mr. GSK
Whoa
Rockstars
Whoa

Cover me up for my bitch in the wrong
Need me some shows, book me up, then I'm gone
Ain't showin' up, gotta sign up a form
I'm zooted up, I'ma shit on the moon
Oh, oh, oh, she know that I'm up

She know that I'm one
Uh, oh, oh, oh I'm hittin' these hoes, I just do it for fun
Yeah, I'm in that mood, I'm not stopping for none
Rock out the stage, I just make me a bun

I told Young Blazy that he is the one
All of my niggas go up, that's the plan
Hatin' ass niggas can't eat with clan
Why you worry bout me? I'm just stackin' this money

Oh, oh, oh, bad lil' bitch, she textin' my number (Uhn, woah)
Oh, oh, oh, fine lil' bitch, I'm diggin' her stomach, woah
I always been tellin' these hoes that I'm goin' up
Got this shit on my watch

They always been hatin' on bro, I told him don't fold
Yeah, we goin' up, uh, uhn
Yeah I'm not new to this, I started this shit that you're doin' bae
None of these niggas be fan of me

And I know these niggas be hatin' me
You got some drink in your cup pour me up
I'm in this bitch with a slut suck me up
I'm in this bitch, I'm gone, the f*ck you on?

You can't tell me bout nothin', yeah
I'm off a pill, I'm gone, the f*ck you on?
You can't tell me bout nothin', ooh
She put that shit in my hands, caressing her pants

My pants falling off, whoa
I'm not new to this, I'm in the studio dyin for this
Niggas out sendin' diss
I send my boy and he aim at his face

Girls on me like I'm Drake, that's great
Move with blick on my side, don't hate
Just like I'm Pluto, I make the hoe wait
Whenever I'm hungry, she bringin' that cake

I'm in this bitch tryna vibe, with ten girls
Turn up my music, let's vibe, that's damn right
I don't even talk to hoes right after I hit it
Said that I'm evil, I don't even text these folks

Whenever I drop, yeah, I'm going demon
I'm rockin' shit, I can't even pronounce
I'm makin' money, I made that shit bounce
Poured me a quarter, I need me a ounce

Everything lit, gettin' it by the pound
I'm goin' ghost poppin' up lost and found
Begging and shit in my DMs, like, huh
She don't need you, but she glazing to my ugh

I'm like, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh fine lil' bitch, I'm textin' her number, oh whoa
Oh, oh, oh, bad lil' bitch, I'm diggin' her stomach, oh whoa
Oh, oh, oh, fine lil' bitch, said she is the one, oh whoa
Oh, oh, oh, fine lil' bitch, I'm diggin' her stomach, Uh hn

Oh woah oh
Uh hn
Oh woah oh
Oh woah oh

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