Wicked West Lyrics

They call me wicked

I come from the west

Designer be fitted

I'm looking the best

I Need to get something

Off of my chest

Like

Like

I got the smoke

I got the clout

Why ain't I poppin

Wreakin Rollin loud

Why ain't I stoppin

Bro I break it down

Why ain't I rockin

Jumpin in the crowd

Why ain't my song break 100 Thou

Thought I'd make 100 milli now

They call me Austin cuz I got the power

Or call me awesome really I can't tell

Know u pussy bitch throw in towel

Mention your name and I sound like a owl

Talkin bout woo

Bit what it do

Heard u fucking sleepin with crew

Honestly I ain't think that shit was true

Then I see proof it's Blowin my roof

Too many other bitches they like you

Too many other bitches get me two

Too many other bitches get me three

Too many other bitches limousine

Too many other bitches ima fein

Too many other bitches all on me

Lemme tell you a lil story

Bout lil shotty

Get to my room

And we drank a 40

That bitch was honey

What do I do

Told her I'm sorry

Kick to the crew

Callin a taxi

They don't want you

Shit I can't blame em

Did it and thru

Shit I can't tame em

What do you do

They call me wicked

I come from the west

Designer be fitted

I'm looking the best

I Need to get something

off of my chest

I got the smoke

I got the clout

Why ain't I poppin

Wreakin Rollin loud

Why ain't I stoppin

Bro I break it down

Why ain't I rockin

Jumpin in the crowd

They call me wicked

I come from the west

Designer be fitted

I'm looking the best

I Need to get something

off of my chest

I got the smoke

I got the clout

Why ain't I poppin

Wreakin Rollin loud

Why ain't I stoppin

Bro I break it down

Why ain't I rockin

Jumpin in the crowd

Can't be a clue

I'm better then you

Ima keep going

Persistent a tool

Ima keep going

get bigger then you

Ima keep going

I really can't lose

I'm like a boss

Drinking the Voss

Can't take a loss

Call me Rick Ross

You can get tossed

If you get us crossed

Drivin with nos

Tryna get lost

Somewhere

Theres money and bitches at no Cost

Woah

Where you get that

Matter of fact

Know how to act

Get me the strap

And let's get to the racks

Get me the map

Get back to the trap

Get me the Mac

I'm Not taking bout ronald

You gettin trumped

Like you Donald

She getting dumped

Like a starter

Need me a main

And Entre

Both day

And a desert like parlay

Party

Why is you Tarty

Already lit

Been Sippin Bacardi

Acid trip till I'm 60

Wake up like

Bitch did you miss me

Crispy

Im g

Like Nipsey

They call me wicked

I come from the west

Designer be fitted

I'm looking the best

I Need to get something

Off of my chest

Like

I got the smoke

I got the clout

Why ain't I poppin

Wreakin Rollin loud

Why ain't I stoppin

Bro I break it down

Why ain't I rockin

Jumpin in the crowd

They call me wicked

I come from the west

Designer be fitted

I'm looking the best

I Need to get something

Off of my chest

I got the smoke

I got the clout

Why ain't I poppin

Wreakin Rollin loud

Why ain't I stoppin

Bro I break it down

Why ain't I rockin

Jumpin in the crowd

Why ain't I high

When I'm smoking this loud

Probably effects of me

Buyin this pound

Keep talkin that talk

And then you goin down

Talkin bout Boom

that be the sound

Clearing the room

Get on the ground

Talkin bout zoom

Runnin around

Duckin and dodging

My whole 100 round

Like

Aye aye

They call me wicked

I come from the west

Designer be fitted

I'm looking the best

I Need to get something

Off of my chest

Like

I got the smoke

I got the clout

Why ain't I poppin

Wreakin Rollin loud

Why ain't I stoppin

Bro I break it down

Why ain't I rockin

Jumpin in the crowd

Why ain't my song break 100 thou

Thought I'd make 100 milli now

They call me Austin cuz I got the power

Or call me awesome really I can't tell

Know u pussy bitch throw in towel

Mention your name and I sound like a owl

Talkin bout woo

Bit what it do

Heard u fucking sleepin with crew

They call me wicked

I come from the west

Designer be fitted

I'm looking the best

I Need to get something

Off of my chest

Like

I got the smoke

I got the clout

Why ain't I poppin

Wreakin Rollin loud

Why ain't I stoppin

Bro I break it down

Why ain't I rockin

Jumpin in the