​wigan out lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
(You f*cking idiot)
Hey, f*ck, hey watch out, hey watch back

[Verse]
Push to the trap spot, I need me some zaza
You tryna fuss, you condone in that rara
n*gga tryna tax for the weed, he get took off
Told the play I had it, just come to the dugout
You tryna cap, tryna flex like you bug out
I got a blick in a clubhouse, I'm scared
You can play round, just don't play wit' my bread
Snake him out, they thought the smoke was dead
Real za' I'm smokin', n*gga havin' unlead
n*gga pop a Perc', that sh*t get to his head
Before I leave the spot get the blick off the bed
I don't wanna talk about it, we can gon' and do the sh*t
Boy you a b*tch, who the f*ck n*gga foolin' wit'?
I ain't gon' cap, the za' got lil' Lazer Dim satisfiеd
Boy you a jugg, better not find out you terrifiеd
I get the munyun I'm really gon' be poppin'
I can put some sh*t on this beat, got this beat knockin'
I just black out my clothes on licks, I be chocolate
n*gga can't keep up wit' me 'cause I keep droppin'
I just ran down on a lick, gotta pickpocket
f*ckboy ain't never dumped the fire, shoot the stick sloppy
I just might trip out, might lay on the ground
Push to my sneaky link, I'm stuffin' her mind
I ain't payin' sh*t, what the f*ck is a fine?
Drop on the daily, I f*ck up they mind
n*gga tryna bite, b*tch, I'm one of a kind
f*ck the smoke I just want racks, that munyun
Switch up my drip when I touch me some hunduns
I just want visuals, just show them to me
Catch his ass down bad, he loafin' I see
Switch up my face, boy, you know this ain't me
n*gga tryna get on a open wit' me
Send a backend, boy, you know we can run that sh*t
n*gga tryna troll in my DM on funny sh*t
Take out yo' gang, shoot the folks who you runnin' wit'
I had to run from a play like I'm Sonic, b*tch
Push to the hood, n*gga know we got hella sticks
Mini store on the corner, get me a beverage
Lil' twin do the lick, no doubt, he never ditch
n*gga tryna post me for clout, now I'm yo' favorite
Get out the way when lil' Lazer shoot, I didn't label it
I just want anything on a lick, get yo' cable took
You f*ck with this sh*t, b*tch, you know I ain't lyin'
Blick in my jacket but this coat ain't mine
Mini Draco kinda' big, I can't tote 'round
Come to the shed, get served at the shed
Fine sh*t choosin', she look at my head
I don't got no bed, I got a airbed
Hit at his top tryna leave his hair red
Boy, you blicked up, why the f*ck is you scared?
I ain't even nervous, I wig out you know it's me
Cold as f*ck outside it's like four degree
Go to the store, get a gar then I fold up weed
I'ma keep droppin' 'cause I'm not where I'm 'posed to be
Hit him cross the head wit' another hit, you gon' notice me
Build this sh*t up from the ground, wasn't no coachin' me
Better not wig out when a f*ck n*gga approach me
[Outro]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
(You f*cking idiot)