Put Me Under (Wicked Pt. 2) lyrics

[Intro]
Know they want me dead, I know they want me under
Kept it real and some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You slip I'll bust yo head, do that sh*t again
I'll spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand

I know they want me dead, I Know they want me under
Kept it real with some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You slip I'll bust yo head, you won't do that sh*t again
That's why I'll spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand

[Verse]
Aye who that is?

Ah, oh, oh, f*ck!

Mhmmmmm, yeah

Aye, aye, aye, what it do, c'mere

[Chorus]
I know they want me dead, I know they want me under
Kept it real with some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You slip I'll bust yo head, you won't do that sh*t again
You know why I'll spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand
b*tch you know I rep my flag
Ya hear that boy he reppin numbas
Can hear them n*ggas bussin them Glock outta them hondas
I come back, hit him again, and then I hit his mask
Pull out all of the money, we shoot him up, won't stand a chance

AR gone leave him dead, 7.62 he run up
That berretta sang to that b*tch, just like a symphony
That boy knock of his dreads, make choppa bullets rain on
b*tch he won't come outside and if he do, then he gone [?]

He ain't know they want me dead, b*tch you know they want me under
Kept it real with some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You slip I'll bust yo head, an' do that sh*t again
Spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand

b*tch you know I rep my flag
That boy he reppin numbas
Can hear them n*ggas bussin them Glocks outta them hondas
I come back, hit him again, and then I hit his mask
Pull out all of the money, we shoot him up, won't stand a chance

[Verse]
Draco had told me its been time to stick that b*tch, but ion know where to go
I lost my brother to these streets, I still got blood on my floor
They took so much from me, in this life I've been feeling alone
How the f*ck gone tell that b*tch I sold my soul, the grind been here so long
Guess I'm frantic and I'm paranoid, think I need adderall
[?], cuz they know what i'm on
Lost my momma to that pot, yeah so they know that I won't do no drugs
Mu crystal got hit with them slugs, who jay got hit he ain't get up
More life a get crazy for a younging, this sh*t get wicked now
Dae Dae got hit up on his momma porch, I pray he made it out
(?) be on my ass, he did me dirty, b*tch I ain't forgot about it
Yeah, b*tch I said yeah and i been cursed so I ain't talking bout it

[Chorus]
I know they want me dead, i Know they want me under
Kept it real with some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You Slip I'll bust yo head, you won't do that sh*t again
That's why I'll spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand

b*tch you know I rep my flag
Ya hear that boy he reppin numbas
Can hear them n*ggas bussin them Glock outta them hondas
I come back, hit him again, then I hit his mask
Pull out all of the money, we shoot him up, won't stand a chance

[Verse]
Aye this that gangster sh*t, a b*tch won't tell me nun
b*tch I'm gone stand on all ten
Better have yo gun cuz if you don't then b*tch you gone die with your man
Gotta have a heart cuz in the streets this sh*t a get hot or get cold
Courage won't get you no where, b*tch a scrap with that pole

Yall want a panera with the coup with them stars up in the roof
Just took a flight to New York City, I'm trynna see you what to do
My b*tch gone eat her, she the truth, I'm finna party, iIget loose
Green light, stuck on that Glock like take b*tch we gone send em through
They said Lil Juvie here yeah you know that boy he scrap with a leg
Laid in them bushes when them f*ck n*ggas shot me in my neck
And then they gone switch up on me now, gave that n*gga too much cred
The streets don't know i know you gave them information for the (?)
And got my sister, yeah she did(?), that why my lil sister she ain't f*ck with me

That's why they mad, cuz I'm the sh*t, my brother gone ion trust no n*gga
And I dunno how they feel about me, they want me to sell my soul
Be-b*tch I'm gone live bout it, I see a n*gga I'm gone buss his dome
They want me to kill bout it, ooh they want me to do that b*tch-bad!
They gone want me me on that [?]

[Chorus]
I know they want me dead, i Know they want me under
Kept it real with some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You slip I'll bust yo head, you won't do that sh*t again
That's why I'll spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand

b*tch you know I rep my flag
Ya hear that boy he reppin numbas
Can hear them n*ggas bussin them Glock outta them hondas
I come back, hit him again, and then I hit his mask
Pull out all of the money, we shoot him up, won't stand a chance

[Outro]
I know they want me dead, I Know they want me under
Kept it real with some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You slip I'll bust yo head, you won't do that sh*t again
That's why I'll spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand

I know they want me dead, I Know they want me under
Kept it real with some n*ggas left me in that thunder
You slip I'll bust yo head, you won't do that sh*t again
That's why I'll spin a n*gga block until that choppa fall out my hand

Street gang!