Wick & Pen
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[Verse]
Now you call me all the wicked man
Uh
Summon army with the wick and pen
I'ma I'ma lookin for the second 10
Apart from me I'm in a wishful snooze
Now join up and we'll flick a jin
Jesters in the fuckin sky fallin with da bullet holes
Deagle in our hands let em die take their angel roles
Resin in the pocket now we'll stick it on their nose
Teach-em-a-lesson and let them ride in the fuckin mortal shows
This isn't kratom we're not lookin to make the chedda
DMT wе're lookin to feel so better
Glidе to the top and then we'll fuckin learn to shed it
Our skins and our wings and whatever forces edit
I'm missing the force forget it
Mandalorian armed to the teeth so now ill fett it
Candle whore I'm lighting the life from vantage settin
Letting the souls ignite underneath the tree they'll travel don's assetta
So fast, go get it
Exit Baretta
Put in that clip and we'll slip by the guards
Silenced we're fineish we're lookin for bars
Gold on our mindish we take this so far
Unsheath the blade akimbo with boom arm
Slittin necks, creepin lookin for who's next
Ignite the powder and extend a bullet through the set
Bloody drippin on the flo I'm paintin all of it so red
Can't believe that I'm a godly goddess rick jaw in cement
Spittin, Spittin concrete at your fuckin face
Lookin, lookin outwards for that ghastly taste
Of death, so ill miss it and then put out scythe as battered bait
Looking for the reaper with his pogo at my fuckin face
Gonna eat it for he finds me it's like poppin lace
Pill after pill now we got a line of ace
Take it down your throat before you go insane in case
Just a jester being inside me so I'll kill myself at pace
Now you call me all the wicked man
Uh
Summon army with the wick and pen
I'ma I'ma lookin for the second 10
Apart from me I'm in a wishful snooze
Now join up and we'll flick a jin
Jesters in the fuckin sky fallin with da bullet holes
Deagle in our hands let em die take their angel roles
Resin in the pocket now we'll stick it on their nose
Teach-em-a-lesson and let them ride in the fuckin mortal shows
This isn't kratom we're not lookin to make the chedda
DMT wе're lookin to feel so better
Glidе to the top and then we'll fuckin learn to shed it
Our skins and our wings and whatever forces edit
I'm missing the force forget it
Mandalorian armed to the teeth so now ill fett it
Candle whore I'm lighting the life from vantage settin
Letting the souls ignite underneath the tree they'll travel don's assetta
So fast, go get it
Exit Baretta
Put in that clip and we'll slip by the guards
Silenced we're fineish we're lookin for bars
Gold on our mindish we take this so far
Unsheath the blade akimbo with boom arm
Slittin necks, creepin lookin for who's next
Ignite the powder and extend a bullet through the set
Bloody drippin on the flo I'm paintin all of it so red
Can't believe that I'm a godly goddess rick jaw in cement
Spittin, Spittin concrete at your fuckin face
Lookin, lookin outwards for that ghastly taste
Of death, so ill miss it and then put out scythe as battered bait
Looking for the reaper with his pogo at my fuckin face
Gonna eat it for he finds me it's like poppin lace
Pill after pill now we got a line of ace
Take it down your throat before you go insane in case
Just a jester being inside me so I'll kill myself at pace
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