sliim bambino – wilcox lyrics
[verse 1]
i might just go and get my wig chopped
maybe pill pop
tell ’em find me up on wilc-x
until my bills stop
i’ve been stressing cause my ends low
them funds be real dry
did a line up in the benjo
and left it feeling right
man these trips they got me nervous
like is it worth it?
shook some hands and join the circus
and got to working
now my baby she be irking
like i ain’t perfect
i’m just tryna buy the benzo
and get back to swerving
i’m steady verbin’
shoot bang pow
gutta gutta with the money
b-tch i’m younga than ya brotha
but i’m closing in on mommy
sh-t ain’t sunny
when ya closest friend a dog who steady hungry
and ya pocket look like pluto
far away from being sunny
sh-t up on my resume
sir why you arresting me?
can’t afford this bail
d-mn this tail light be testing me
pen a pad and destiny
add a tab of ecstasy
i ain’t get a call
all a sudden you be chillin’
they don’t feel you ’til you get it huh?
(keep comin’ wit yo mind slow)
no they don’t feel you ’til you get it huh
(keep comin’ wit yo mind slow)
six feet down with the dope on the regular
b-tches come around swear these hoes got me secular
there they go, there they go, there they go
i might just go and get some wing stop
make ’em things hot
tell ’em find me up on wilc-x
until my deal drop
got my neighbor screaming turn down
or i’ma tell cop
pack my bags and clean the pad out
and call the bell hop
lord i’m back up on my bullsh-t
like i’m rondo
got no money but the whole clique
been going gonzo
in and out with friends i’m cool with
i got to lie for
they say they got you ’til the end
there must’ve been a typo
they really trife so
she don’t really wanna talk, cool
i don’t really get up just to call you
funny how a thing or fling will fall through
then you get a ring in a moment they saw you
i ain’t got time for stop and chat dude
zu boutta wop and cop a track suit
wu made the law and claimed that cash rule
so i prayed to god and played it back to him
two my homies rest in peace
homie why you testing me
can’t afford to fail
keep yo head up what he said to me
paccin’ til the end of me
talkin’ like they copped a plea
funny how they fall
get a call like how you livin’
they don’t feel you ’til you get it huh?
no they don’t feel you ’til you get it huh
six feet down with the dope on the regular
b-tches come around swear these hoes got me secular
there they go, there they go, there they go
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