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wickid da kid - friends lyrics

verse:
if i could make some shoes i’d call em day ones
as long as i live i’mma stay one
because y’all n-gga bums steady thinking i’m the one
b-tch you f-cking right i going stupid call me king dumb
n-gga say sum. i wish you n-ggas would
i’m bout to ding dong ditch in every neighborhood
you little engines which you could. you suck. understood?
f-ck a freshmen list you lil pumps ain’t potent for a wood

verse 2:
dawg i got it out the mud. you still playing in the sand
life’s a beach i’m kicking castles cracking crabs by they legs
all the real n-ggas dead. i’m about to resurrect
the money got a bounty on me. man it stay on my head
ahead of my cl-ss got em looking special ed
how this epileptic kid putting seizures on his neck
arms crossed and stretched i let you b-tches rest
don’t hit me up when i pop i put your cardi act to rest
n-ggas never lent a hand now we chopping fingers off
grab these n-ggas by they feet and we chop they ankles off
don’t forget the recipe. i’ll just add a grain a salt
p-ssy n-gga check the scheme it’s time to add the sauce

chorus:
b-tch i’m making ends i don’t need no friends. i got my day ones they gonna rock until the end. (they gonna rock until the end)2x

b-tch i’m making ends i don’t need no friends
i got my day ones we gonna rock until the end
i keep my circle small
circ-mference bout a inch
keep on playing games i can show you how to win

verse 3: [jaxx nxne]
n-ggas is acting i gave em an emmy
i’m with my mans and we pull to the city
try put yo hand in our pot like you winnie
i put a crack in they head like they whitney
pulling it all out the jacket i’m lenny
cuz n-ggas is trippy at times it gets gritty
i am the army my boy on the 50 you mess with the crew and we spraying the city
k got the glock i got the beam
deuce in the sock 4 in the jeans
i am the lion hid in reeds
wickid’s the vulture picking them clean
work as a crew taking the lead
got so much sauce that it drips from the seams
i am a legend gold in my genes
stuck in a myth and i’ll die for my team
n-ggas is green and i’m not talking money
i say we the best and that act like it’s funny
but anyone saying i’m wrong is a dummy
i’m banging my symbol and this for the monkeeys
just call me james cuz i’m brown and i’m funky
i don’t drink the tea it be having me sunken
i widen the nose cuz the bullets are chunky
to take off ya cap at the end of the function
bang

chorus:
b-tch i’m making ends i don’t need no friends. i got my day ones they gonna rock until the end. (they gonna rock until the end)2x

b-tch i’m making ends i don’t need no friends
i got my day ones we gonna rock until the end
i keep my circle small
circ-mference bout a inch
keep on playing games i can show you how to win

- wickid da kid lyrics

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