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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Nardo Wick
Nardo Wick
Stimme und Gesang
Arkay
Arkay
Programmierung
Emkay
Emkay
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Horace Walls
Horace Walls
Songwriter:in
Arkay
Arkay
Songwriter:in
Mark Läpple Onokey
Mark Läpple Onokey
Songwriter:in
Carlos Pfersdorf
Carlos Pfersdorf
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Arkay
Arkay
Produzent:in
Emkay
Emkay
Produzent:in
Aaron "Dash" Sherrod
Aaron "Dash" Sherrod
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Frank Criddell
Frank Criddell
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Horace Walls Jr.
Horace Walls Jr.
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(I'm wicked) What he said?
(I'm wicked) Onokey fully loaded (What he said?)
(What he said?) Mm, Emkay (What he said?)
What he said?
[Verse 2]
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what's his name, he said he the realest in it
[Verse 3]
Nardo, what you got to say? (Shh)
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, **** talk too much (Shh)
Don't come around talking about shit I did, I ain't saying nothing (Shh)
**** scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (Shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, **** went to double dutchin' (Shh)
[Verse 4]
You know I don't talk a lot, Nina, that's my translator
Claiming he was solid, heard life and turned to Fantasia
Them **** don't never step, they much used to elevators
Metal stay with me, the steel apart of me like Terminator
[Verse 5]
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Tryna hit his heart and make it stop, stop
[Verse 6]
I don't know how **** snitches, easy just to not talk
That **** head ain't worth shit, it's easy just to get bought
I don't really like to spin, I'd rather use my feet and walk
I don't really sugar coat, I give it to you blood raw
[Verse 7]
I was fifteen with my gun in school, ask Reggie
I was fifteen out here robbing shit, ask Tony
If a **** said, "Wick ain't real", then he don't know me
It's hot as hell, he got a jacket on 'cause that bitch on me
[Verse 8]
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what's his name, he said he the realest in it
[Verse 9]
Nardo, what you got to say? (Shh)
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, **** talk too much (Shh)
Don't come around talking about shit I did, I ain't saying nothing (Shh)
**** scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (Shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, **** went to double dutchin' (Shh)
[Verse 10]
Me not wanna talk, me go mute (Me go mute)
Me not wanna fight, me want shoot (Me want shoot)
Me not want new friends, me want loot, uh
Me a animal, me belong to the zoo
[Verse 11]
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, no IG killers follow me
[Verse 12]
(Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha)
(Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah)
I'm wicked
Written by: Arkay, Carlos Pfersdorf, Horace Walls, Mark Läpple Onokey
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