Hateful Wishes lyrics

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Trademark


[Intro]
Trap
Trap
Trademark!

[Chorus]
Baking soda, yeah, yeah, got the trap jumpin' (Trap)
We gon' pull up, yeah, yeah, n*gga, we ain't frontin' (Bow)
Spurt up on the block, big n*gga, Tim Duncan, uh
Shootin' out the roof, that's on sight, no discussion (Grr-ah)
Cancer patient, n*gga, we want smoke, we ain't runnin' (Boom)
Glock impatient, n*gga, I can't wait to get to dumpin' (Fah-fah, fah-fah)
Way too many hoes, we gotta keep that sh*t three-hundred (Slatt)
Glizzy on me tucked at all times, I seen it comin', yeah

[Verse]
Two shots in his back just like Ricky, yeah, he gone (Boom, boom)
Big guy with this sh*t, b*tch every dog need him a bone (Yeah)
We gon' wait, b*tch, we gon' show our ass and yeah, that's facts, ayy (What?)
We don't play, with all that talkin' sh*t behind the Mac, ayy (f*ck n*gga)
You get beat b*tch, we don't leavе no snakes inside our grass (Slatt)
f*ck with them racks say, DC brought that bag (Ayy)
Way too many VV's 'round my nеck, I got a bag
Damn, we ain't make at least make like 30k? I had a bad day (Huh)
All blue denim, boy your pockets in a drought (Drought)
Slang that iron, like I'm plyin', when in doubt (Doubt)
She wanna get on my di*k, but I'm curving that b*tch, what I say? Don't be wastin' your melanin, uh
I'm a dog b*tch, I'll pop out with that semi, and turn your best friend to a skeleton, uh
f*ck all you oppies, I sleep in Versace and drip in the chrome, I'm a felon, uh
Stack full, we rebelling it
Drip pool, should'a fell in it
EA if they tellin' it
Like Mike, 'cause I'm elegant
8 Ball cause we selling it
b*tch, I'ma throw the rock just like a Pelican, uh
He ain't safe, skin that boy alive
Sleep and hit the mine
Creepin' late, foenem like to ride with demons on the side
He won't play, b*tch I pit his face in the interstate
SK, b*tch we moving weight, it's too late to escape
Wait, please do not step on my Rafs
In the stu' and your b*tch getting smashed
Off the henny, b*tch, I'm getting trashed
She said "DC, please suck my ass"
I got a mu'f*ckin' bag, fasho
So stay the f*ck out silly ho'
b*tch, it's still a red light, I'm on go
Out of state, smoking outer space, DC, he a saint
Wait, I won't make you wait, so shawty, have some faith
Wait, b*tch I'm living great, five star, eating crepes
Wait, ayy, hundreds in the safe so how could I complain
Whippin' dishes in the kitchen, wait up
New prescription, tryna block my haters
Drunk as f*ck and I'm tryna cover Fader
Hateful Wishes, f*ck that b*tch, we going major
[Chorus]
Baking soda, yeah, yeah, got the trap jumpin' (Trap)
We gon' pull up, yeah, yeah, n*gga, we ain't frontin'
Spurt up on the block, big n*gga, Tim Duncan
Shootin' out the roof, that's on sight, no discussion (Grra)
Cancer patient, n*gga, we want smoke, we ain't runnin' (Boom)
Glock impatient, n*gga, I can't wait to get to dumpin'
Got too many hoes, we gotta keep that sh*t three-hundred (Slatt)
Glizzy on me tucked at all times, I seen it comin', yeah
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