Watch a bird from a distance
Sail far away from all the way here
Bap bap bap
Is that a wizard
They call me a savage I be with the gang
Totin' sticks and automatic
Steppin' in the club throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage
They call me a savage
I be with the gang
Totin' sticks and automatics
Steppin' in the club, throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage
Patek on my wrist and now these bitches throwin' dances
Now I'm rockin' with some Nike and coolin' with a tech
Tell em, give me my respect, put them diamonds on my neck
She said, why you stunnin' on these niggas? Let's have sex
Bitch, I said, roll over, get the gas, get me neck
See, I'm steppin' in my airs while I'm rollin' with the forces
Young and gettin' money, I ain't need them IG courses
Shooters on deck, I don't need no f*ckin' sources
Yes, I brought my gun, cause nigga, I don't run in Jordans
This bitch so annoying, now she walkin' with a beeper
He was talkin' hot, so now I'm rollin' with a heater
Diamonds on my neck, got me colder than a freezer
Wizard in the day, but in the night, they call me Reaper
Big dawg savage, zone 6 rappin
Said he f*cked my bitch, but now he rollin' in a casket
Shoot him in his head, it's like we livin' in the past tense
Brodie popped a per and now he causin' too much havoc
See, I been gone for a minute, been on my own for a minute
I needed a break from these bitches, I was tryna get to the riches
See, when it's time for the killin', we in the field like a scrimmage
Got couple Glocks, they got switches, we hit his top, now he missin
He on the news television, what do I do? Think I'm chillin
Police gon' run up in the building, and everybody start squealin
So many rats in this bitch, so many cap in this bitch
Ever since a lil' kid, I've kept it real and never switched in this bitch
Bro put a switch on a blick, got the weather lookin' bloody in this bitch
Got hella sticks, hella clips, don't play around, can shit get ugly really quick
You cannot hang with a clique, I'm with the gang in this bitch
Back then I was skippin' classes, sell splits, now I'm countin' bands in this bitch
They call me a savage, I be with the gang
Told his sticks, that's automatic, steppin' in the club
Throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage, patek on my wrist
And now these bitches throwin' dashes
Now I'm rockin' with some Nike and Coolin' with a tech
Tell em give me my respect
Put them diamonds on my neck
Wizardz - Sticks N Automatics (feat. AR Phantom) Lyrics
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English
Watch a bird from a distance
Sail far away from all the way here
Bap bap bap
Is that a wizard
They call me a savage I be with the gang
Totin' sticks and automatic
Steppin' in the club throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage
They call me a savage
I be with the gang
Totin' sticks and automatics
Steppin' in the club, throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage
Patek on my wrist and now these bitches throwin' dances
Now I'm rockin' with some Nike and coolin' with a tech
Tell em, give me my respect, put them diamonds on my neck
She said, why you stunnin' on these niggas? Let's have sex
Bitch, I said, roll over, get the gas, get me neck
See, I'm steppin' in my airs while I'm rollin' with the forces
Young and gettin' money, I ain't need them IG courses
Shooters on deck, I don't need no f*ckin' sources
Yes, I brought my gun, cause nigga, I don't run in Jordans
This bitch so annoying, now she walkin' with a beeper
He was talkin' hot, so now I'm rollin' with a heater
Diamonds on my neck, got me colder than a freezer
Wizard in the day, but in the night, they call me Reaper
Big dawg savage, zone 6 rappin
Said he f*cked my bitch, but now he rollin' in a casket
Shoot him in his head, it's like we livin' in the past tense
Brodie popped a per and now he causin' too much havoc
See, I been gone for a minute, been on my own for a minute
I needed a break from these bitches, I was tryna get to the riches
See, when it's time for the killin', we in the field like a scrimmage
Got couple Glocks, they got switches, we hit his top, now he missin
He on the news television, what do I do? Think I'm chillin
Police gon' run up in the building, and everybody start squealin
So many rats in this bitch, so many cap in this bitch
Ever since a lil' kid, I've kept it real and never switched in this bitch
Bro put a switch on a blick, got the weather lookin' bloody in this bitch
Got hella sticks, hella clips, don't play around, can shit get ugly really quick
You cannot hang with a clique, I'm with the gang in this bitch
Back then I was skippin' classes, sell splits, now I'm countin' bands in this bitch
They call me a savage, I be with the gang
Told his sticks, that's automatic, steppin' in the club
Throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage, patek on my wrist
And now these bitches throwin' dashes
Now I'm rockin' with some Nike and Coolin' with a tech
Tell em give me my respect
Put them diamonds on my neck
Sail far away from all the way here
Bap bap bap
Is that a wizard
They call me a savage I be with the gang
Totin' sticks and automatic
Steppin' in the club throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage
They call me a savage
I be with the gang
Totin' sticks and automatics
Steppin' in the club, throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage
Patek on my wrist and now these bitches throwin' dances
Now I'm rockin' with some Nike and coolin' with a tech
Tell em, give me my respect, put them diamonds on my neck
She said, why you stunnin' on these niggas? Let's have sex
Bitch, I said, roll over, get the gas, get me neck
See, I'm steppin' in my airs while I'm rollin' with the forces
Young and gettin' money, I ain't need them IG courses
Shooters on deck, I don't need no f*ckin' sources
Yes, I brought my gun, cause nigga, I don't run in Jordans
This bitch so annoying, now she walkin' with a beeper
He was talkin' hot, so now I'm rollin' with a heater
Diamonds on my neck, got me colder than a freezer
Wizard in the day, but in the night, they call me Reaper
Big dawg savage, zone 6 rappin
Said he f*cked my bitch, but now he rollin' in a casket
Shoot him in his head, it's like we livin' in the past tense
Brodie popped a per and now he causin' too much havoc
See, I been gone for a minute, been on my own for a minute
I needed a break from these bitches, I was tryna get to the riches
See, when it's time for the killin', we in the field like a scrimmage
Got couple Glocks, they got switches, we hit his top, now he missin
He on the news television, what do I do? Think I'm chillin
Police gon' run up in the building, and everybody start squealin
So many rats in this bitch, so many cap in this bitch
Ever since a lil' kid, I've kept it real and never switched in this bitch
Bro put a switch on a blick, got the weather lookin' bloody in this bitch
Got hella sticks, hella clips, don't play around, can shit get ugly really quick
You cannot hang with a clique, I'm with the gang in this bitch
Back then I was skippin' classes, sell splits, now I'm countin' bands in this bitch
They call me a savage, I be with the gang
Told his sticks, that's automatic, steppin' in the club
Throwin' 50s, 100s, cabbage, patek on my wrist
And now these bitches throwin' dashes
Now I'm rockin' with some Nike and Coolin' with a tech
Tell em give me my respect
Put them diamonds on my neck
Writer: Ali Jr, Chase Wisdom
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid