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KD6YoungBoy 2 - WICKED Lyrics



KD6YoungBoy 2 - WICKED Lyrics




Bow
Graah
Grr-ta
Graah
Graah
Graah
Graah, graah, boom
Gang
Gang
Everything Dead (Bow, bow, bow)
Like what
Like what
Graah, graah
Ok they dissing the B's
Like on bro, who put y'all on t's
And it's everything dead like
And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea
Like smoking on jam
Too tact, in the deli with ham
Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking a
Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking cause feds on repeat

Grr-ta bow, And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea (Rgzk)
Ok they dissing the B's (Uh-huh)
Like on bro, who put y'all on t-shirts
And it's everything dead like (E-D)
And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea (Bow, bow, bow)
If he talking on Eli get smacked (to the face)
Like on bro Raece my brother we quick to attack (QTA)
Like on bro I took them off the map, smoking manny he gotta get back (Manny!)
2 tact in the whip
Don't run don't trip
Smoking manny this-, gotta kick
Like that's not the only opp, cause we smoking on Lennyyyy

And it get crazy for dissing on Edot
Like it get crazy for dissing on CDot
Like it get crazy for dissing on RDot
Are you kidding me smoking on CDot in packs (CDottt)
Manny was-, like he gotta get back (gang, gang, gang gang gang)
Lenny was on the-, wit a map
It's crazy how dissing on Edot
And you talking on raece but I come the Taco's
When I come better ducking your taco's
He come to my side soon as the shots go
And you know that's a cap rap (Cap)
Catch a opp and you know he about to collapse that (Graah)

(Grr-ta bow, bow bow, like what, like what, graah every opp thing dead)
(Like manny, manny, gang, gang, gang)
(Like graah, Like what, Every every thing dead)
(Bow)
(Graah)
(Grr-ta)
(Graah)
(Graah)
(Graah)
(Graah, graah, boom)
(Gang)
(Gang)
(Everything Dead, Bow, bow, bow)
(Like what)
(Like what)
(Graah, graah)
(Ok they dissing the B's)
(Like on bro, who put y'all on t's)
(And it's everything dead like)
(And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea)
(Like smoking on jam)
(Too tact, in the deli with ham)
(Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking a)
(Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking cause feds on repeat)
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Bow
Graah
Grr-ta
Graah
Graah
Graah
Graah, graah, boom
Gang
Gang
Everything Dead (Bow, bow, bow)
Like what
Like what
Graah, graah
Ok they dissing the B's
Like on bro, who put y'all on t's
And it's everything dead like
And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea
Like smoking on jam
Too tact, in the deli with ham
Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking a
Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking cause feds on repeat

Grr-ta bow, And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea (Rgzk)
Ok they dissing the B's (Uh-huh)
Like on bro, who put y'all on t-shirts
And it's everything dead like (E-D)
And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea (Bow, bow, bow)
If he talking on Eli get smacked (to the face)
Like on bro Raece my brother we quick to attack (QTA)
Like on bro I took them off the map, smoking manny he gotta get back (Manny!)
2 tact in the whip
Don't run don't trip
Smoking manny this-, gotta kick
Like that's not the only opp, cause we smoking on Lennyyyy

And it get crazy for dissing on Edot
Like it get crazy for dissing on CDot
Like it get crazy for dissing on RDot
Are you kidding me smoking on CDot in packs (CDottt)
Manny was-, like he gotta get back (gang, gang, gang gang gang)
Lenny was on the-, wit a map
It's crazy how dissing on Edot
And you talking on raece but I come the Taco's
When I come better ducking your taco's
He come to my side soon as the shots go
And you know that's a cap rap (Cap)
Catch a opp and you know he about to collapse that (Graah)

(Grr-ta bow, bow bow, like what, like what, graah every opp thing dead)
(Like manny, manny, gang, gang, gang)
(Like graah, Like what, Every every thing dead)
(Bow)
(Graah)
(Grr-ta)
(Graah)
(Graah)
(Graah)
(Graah, graah, boom)
(Gang)
(Gang)
(Everything Dead, Bow, bow, bow)
(Like what)
(Like what)
(Graah, graah)
(Ok they dissing the B's)
(Like on bro, who put y'all on t's)
(And it's everything dead like)
(And it's everything dead I ain't copping a plea)
(Like smoking on jam)
(Too tact, in the deli with ham)
(Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking a)
(Ice on my wrist I ain't speaking cause feds on repeat)
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Writer: Keli Morant
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




KD6YoungBoy 2 - WICKED Video
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Performed By: KD6YoungBoy 2
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Keli Morant

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