Letra de Wicked (Killers) - Playboi Carti

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Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go)

I'm 'bout to spazz out (Yeah)

Blade right in my pocket (Yeah)

I pocket they pants out (Yeah)

Thot tryna get in my pockets

Uh, she got her ass out, uh

I got some shit out my pockets

Uh, I bought the ho ass-shots

Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh

Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh (Slatt, slatt)

Huh, I got some killers, they right in my lobby (Slatt, slatt)

Yeah, we just for each other, ain't worried 'bout nobody (Huh, 'kay)

I was in the studio, huh, when that boy caught a body

I was in the booth when I heard that baby got bodied

(Shit, hol' up)

Whole lotta shooters, yeah, you know they around me, huh

I tatted my body, yeah, I look like a Mayan, huh, uh

I been mindin' my business, yeah, 'cause niggas be lyin'

Partner got the coupe tinted, so nobody see nothin', huh

Helicopters can't keep up with the Hellcat now, uh

Double cup, bitch, pour me up 'til I can't see nothin', hu-uh

Huh, 'til I can't feel nothin', uh, 'til I can't feel nothin', uh

'Til I can't feel nothin', 'til I can't feel nothin'

Bitch, I'm goin' dumb, my bitch extra dumb

And that hair done, I got her ass done

Huh, uh, huh, uh

And her hair done, yeah, and her hair done, and that ass done

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Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go)

I'm 'bout to spazz out (Yeah)

Blade right in my pocket (Yeah)

I pocket they pants out (Yeah)

Thot tryna get in my pockets

Huh, she got her ass out, uh

I got some shit out my pockets

Huh, I bought the ho ass-shots

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