Yikes Freestyle (Nicki Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, n*gga, sike
When I said I need a W, I did not mean a wife
I meant two of you, I could bust a couple times a night
They used to black out all the lights, now I get money like I'm white
Cutter get you sliced, diced
Everybody like, "n*gga, yikes"
Yikes

[Verse]
n*ggas tote di*ks and act like b*tches, n*ggas dykes
Coldin' dirty Sprite
I'm on my futuristic sh*t tonight
I got the shotgun like, "Damn"
Set, hut, n*gga, hike
I bet the chopper knock a n*gga whole left side off, n*gga right
I'ma put a n*gga on life support, extended clip 'cause life is short
Life a b*tch, and you a b*tch, so I know you gon' die for sure
Don't be surprised when you witness the horror
I leave n*ggas holy like they the Gomorrah
.22's leave your ass tore up, that five-O is pourin' the fours like Dora
Oh, this torch stick you and scoop you up, we'a spoon and fork you
Air you out, stitch you up
Wear you out, we'a uniform you
Ridin' on 'em, slide on 'em
Them bodies, we prolly boogie board you
Life is full of favors, ayy, your homies ate this bullet for you
Chopper full of flavors, you are savorin' that bite
Glock, it got a laser, ain't no date, I take her out at night
I'll take you out for nothing, like I'm overly polite
I just smoked a n*gga, thought this sh*t was supposed to get me high
f*ck it, I'm dentin' him, them .22's hittin'
That Andrew Wick has got popped in his ass, now he sittin' down p*ssin'
I'm poppin' your ass like you ain't wanna listen
Keep hittin' you up like I ain't want no distance
Burnin' that boy like I ain't heard of friction
A long ass pole, boy, you ain't heard of fishin'
n*ggas wearin' new Air 50s, these n*ggas be cappin, you ain't heard of fiction
Get hit with the boom, get the shock a lotta later
He get hit with the broom, we gon' mop that n*gga later
99 problems, somewhere at the bottom is a hater
At the top is your b*tch, and she think that I'm her savior, but my nickname "Daddy Vader"
See that b*tch when I see that b*tch
You worried 'bout your thot, I'm f*ckin' if I meet that b*tch
Then leave, and we act like some enemies when I see that b*tch
And add insult to injury when I delete that b*tch, if I like her, I might keep that b*tch
[Chorus]
Uh, n*gga, sike
When I said I need a W, I did not mean a wife
I meant two of you, I could bust a couple times a night
They used to black out all the lights, now I get money like I'm white
Cutter get you sliced, diced
Everybody like, "n*gga, yikes"
n*ggas tote di*ks and act like b*tches, n*ggas dykes
Coldin' dirty Sprite
I'm on my futuristic sh*t tonight
I got the shotgun like, "Damn"
Set, hut, n*gga, hike