
trippie redd - wizard 101 lyrics
[chorus]
they want war, we get it done, choppa squad, get a gun
i got sticks up in the ride, boy, like wizard 101
death wizard on ’em, yeah, ice wizard in moncler
i’m in the dungeon in margiela shoes, better get a pair
you better get in there, keep me a chop, i shoot anywhere
i’m with a b_tch, she a witch, she a— (woo)
puttin’ her hands in the air
i don’t give a f_ck, i don’t ever care
rub on her b_tt, i pull on her hair
i know you a p_ssy, you not a bear
she on my nuts, grow you a pair
[verse]
i know that i’m real and it’s not fair
i don’t evеn question when n0body therе
life is k!llin’ i’m feelin’ my share
i’m aimin’ the choppa, if the devil is near
i know that you fake, not even sincere
look at my face, i ain’t droppin’ no tears
i’m out in the jungle with lions and bears
see the headlights and get hit like a deer
i’m out in public, they look at me weird
my money grown, i grew me a beard
still on that young n_gga sh_t, get the shears
out of my mind, not what i appear
i’m blowin’ her mind, she like my appeal
grippin’ her thighs and wearin’ her heels
say that they mine and then i gotta bill
if you step on that mine, you gon’ be spilled milk
all of they music you sittin’ in filthy
drape me in diamonds and muhf_ckin’ silk
i’ma sit on a island and f_ck me a milf
and that b_tch call me “steve,” ’cause i like to build
that b_tch call me “link,” got the iron and shield
ain’t no n0bu for me, i’ma dine in the hills
b_tch, it’s call of duty, i keep me a galil
he was [?] the dead, leave him dead at the [?], leave him dead, give him sh_lls
knock his brain out his sh_ll, roll this dope [?], used to trap out of sh_ll
play with my name and i’m givin’ ’em pain, i’m givin’ ’em flame, i’m givin’ ’em h_ll
[chorus]
they want war, we get it done, choppa squad, get a gun
i got sticks up in the ride, boy, like wizard 101
death wizard on ’em, yeah, ice wizard in moncler
i’m in the dungeon in margiela shoes, better get a pair
you better get in there, keep me a chop, i shoot anywhere
i’m with a b_tch, she a— (woo)
puttin’ her hands in the air
i don’t give a f_ck, i don’t ever care
rub on her b_tt, i pull on her hair
i know you a p_ssy, you not a bear
she on my nuts, grow you a pair
[outro]
(i know that i’m real and it’s not fair)
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