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letra de wicked - jtjamez

[pre-chorus]
stomp them in my tn’s (b-tch!)
when we pull up it gets wicked (b-tch!)
i’ve been drowning in my feelings (b-tch!)
all these diamonds they can’t see us (ohhh!)

[chorus]

call all my n-ggas we slide in the coupe
yeah, pull up and spray up the booth
i be high in the stu, shawty pack me a zoot
cause she know she gon suck on this wood
i feel like trav so just call me la flame
i bring smoke when i hop on the stage
we ain’t the same, i pull up with james
cause soon they’ll be screaming our names
they screaming my name, ice on my chain
feel like i’m waynе, skrtt in my plane
ice on my wrist, it’s a plain jane
wе ain’t the same, yeah
different lanes, yeah
we never changing, yeah

[verse #1]

(bigmikel):
i swear too many n-ggas be talking a lot
like n-gga just hit up my spot
and you’re girl, she a b-tch, she the local thot
why you steady, thinking that you’re hot?
i hit up d, he gon slide me the glock
if he run, then we blow off his top
rali a b-tch and i say that a lot
don’t be try to be something your not, yeah (b-tch!)
(jtjamez):
remember the times they didn’t believe in us
now they see me up, they used to hate on us
i got my money up
they coming back now
show up to the block, the opps want war
knock knock b-tch, i’m at your door
1, 2, 3, 4, hah, look at the score
grr, bow!

(bigmike!):
they never see me anymore
brodie try to clown me, up the shh and swing his jaw
i see these n-ggas, they hate me
but how can you blame me?
had to hustle n-ggas daily
money up, it don’t phase me
if he the sh-t, better run at me straight, grah!
talk all that sh-t if you tuff
foenem gon slide, put 2 in your face

(jtjamez & bigmike!):
putting about 2 in your face
grr nah, bro, just stay in your place
step on the block, it’s okay but david gon make a n-gga sing like drake
the opps are broke
ain’t talking pop, but they can pull up if they want the smoke
king of the city, king of western sydney, yeah it’s jt
[pre-chorus]

stomp them in my tn’s (b-tch!)
when we pull up it gets wicked (b-tch!)
i’ve been drowning in my feelings (b-tch!)
all these diamonds they can’t see us (ohhh!)

[chorus]

call all my n-ggas we slide in the coupe
yeah, pull up and spray up the booth
i be high in the stu, shawty pack me a zoot
cause she know she gon suck on this wood
i feel like trav so just call me la flame
i bring smoke when i hop on the stage
we ain’t the same, i pull up with james
cause soon they’ll be screaming our names
they screaming my name, ice on my chain
feel like i’m wayne, skrtt in my plane
ice on my wrist, it’s a plain jane
we ain’t the same, yeah
different lanes, yeah
we never changing, yeah

[outro]
never changing, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah

- jtjamez

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