Like Wick

[Chorus]

Twenty-two shots, run down with a knocker

I'm feelin' like Ali, but I ain't no boxer

No V2 straps, run down in some joggers

We run up in public with Balenciagas

I got a stick with .106

Red beam, green beam, no, I don't miss

Bullets is hittin' him harder than bricks

He shoot his shot and you know he's gon' brick

He walkin' up and you know I'ma click

He heard my name and he runnin' like Rick

Green on my body, I feel like the Grinch

Green on my body, I'm feelin' like Wick

No drawing

He try to run me, aim it at his arms

If there's one in the house, don't shoot her alarms

If he [?] we gon' cause some harm

[Verse]

Choppa gang, we leavin' 'em dead

Shoot him in his hand, needa pop some minis

N*gga, I shoot a Crip, watch him, he ran

I got a fat plug, that boy fast

He talkin', now we goin' off of his dreads

I'm in that [?], bitch, I'm just a kid

If he talkin', now we pop him [?]

[?] fill him up with lead

You can't see check, 'cause I ask for tips, n*gga (Yes I can)

You my son (No)

You begged me to get up after this shit (No)

So what you gon' do about it?

I'm a virgin and you're not (No, wait, wait, wait, wait, what?)

I'm a virgin and you're not

Nah, that's crazy

You is a bitch to me, you is a baby

You ask for my sauce, I told him like "maybe"

Just send me the [?], turn that shit over

He want that smoke, so I make him cough, yuh

[Chorus]

Twenty-two shots, run down with a knocker

I'm feelin' like Ali, but I ain't no boxer

No V2 straps, run down in some joggers

We run up in public with Balenciagas

I got a stick with .106

Red beam, green beam, no, I don't miss

Bullets is hittin' him harder than bricks

He shoot his shot and you know he's gon' brick

He walkin' up and you know I'ma click

He heard my name and he runnin' like Rick

Green on my body, I feel like the Grinch

Green on my body, I'm feelin' like Wick

No drawing

He try to run me, aim it at his arms

If there's one in the house, don't shoot her alarms

If we can't get out, we gon' cause some harm