nick xl - ima wzrd lyrics
[chorus]
hit the grass, you hit dirt, catch a matchstick
flee the blast, speed to church with the staff lit
thought i told you i’m a wizard
i figured you’ll figure it out when the sh#t’s tough
they left me deep in my misery
but hit my dm’s the moment the sh#t’s love
hit the grass, you hit dirt, catch a matchstick
flee the blast, speed to church with the staff lit
thought i told you i’m a wizard
i figured you’ll figure it out when the sh#t’s tough
they left me deep in the sh#tter
ain’t figured, i’ll crawl my way back in the mix#up
[verse 1]
you say you the truth, but you lyin’
y’all stupids been losin’ since doom of the mayans
still i see you dudes still tryin’
when i been amusin’ since school in mount zion
i f#ck up the stu’ like i’m disney
frisky with b#tches since 15, i’m nifty
oujia board sits in my entry
in seconds, i’m flexin this new verse with nispey
lift my whole bed and i’m stuffin’ the racks
open the closet, i’m pummeled with macs
i hid the kilo and rest of the stash
with a pint of jim beam, then i waddled my ass
to the front door that’s ringing, say “hi” to my aunts
coughin’ the smoke up inside of my hands
you triflin’, led stuck inside of your mans
then i smile to the cam, post online for your fans
[chorus]
hit the grass, you hit dirt, catch a matchstick
flee the blast, speed to church with the staff lit
thought i told you i’m a wizard
i figured you’ll figure it out when the sh#t’s tough
they left me deep in my misery
but hit my dm’s the moment the sh#t’s love
hit the grass, you hit dirt, catch a matchstick
flee the blast, speed to church with the staff lit
thought i told you i’m a wizard
i figured you’ll figure it out when the sh#t’s tough
they left me deep in the sh#tter
ain’t figured, i’ll crawl my way back in the mix#up
[verse 2]
i’m peter cushing with instruments
f#ck up the bush what my mission is
sh#t come to push, i’m a minotaur
i cut a rip in your ligaments
push come to shove, you a mascot
reppin’ this sh#t that your dad bought
baggy ass wranglers in videos
in school, it was khakis and ascots
day you that you rotatin’ is when cudi gone kick ye
you b#tch made motherf#ckers aren’t even 5th grade
a mistake, steppin’ to a pistol with switchblade
no xl in your playlist? then you ixnayed
call my phone, now you’re a stone in my wristw#tch
i’ll leave you for the tide tied up to a big rock
half these motherf#ckers hatin’ do it in flip flops
stick ’em in the trunk and then we’ll see if their sh#t knocks
b#tch, i’m will smith with the focus
i’m doin’ blow with 10 jehovah’s witnesses and the potus
until i overdose and stroke acrylic paint onto roses
and i just hang with the homeless, we doin’ eight second poses
i been tellin’ these b#tches i do it by myself
no lie, let me find my belt
so i can cut off my oxygen, i just came for ricotta
and i’ma stay in the sauna ’til it decline my health
[chorus]
hit the grass, you hit dirt, catch a matchstick
flee the blast, speed to church with the staff lit
thought i told you i’m a wizard
i figured you’ll figure it out when the sh#t’s tough
they left me deep in my misery
but hit my dm’s the moment the sh#t’s love
hit the grass, you hit dirt, catch a matchstick
flee the blast, speed to church with the staff lit
thought i told you i’m a wizard
i figured you’ll figure it out when the sh#t’s tough
they left me deep in the sh#tter
ain’t figured, i’ll crawl my way back in the mix#up
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