Wicked West Lyrics – BabyDrill

[Intro]
(Simo Fre just killed it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Baby Chief Keef, feel like Sosa, b!tch, back from the dead (BabyDrill)
I got Zs who bang the Bs who come and cut your flesh
All dry, killing all the rappers who claim the Wicked West (Wicked West)
And free the ones who incarcerated, when they get out, they stretched
Shooter went gold, need an MV trophy, hop out a V and then cross the road (V)
He fall to the knee, then you walk up on him (Bah, bah)
Face shot, face shot, kill the opponent (B!tch)
B!tch, I’m riding ’round with Ockra, that’s a fully Drac’ (Drac’)
N!gga want me dead, but ain’t got the bread, go get some fu*king pape’

[Verse]
My opps tryna hit my ho with that, b!tch, go hot s*it right to the face (Frrt)
Hundred thousand in dirty money, blew that s*it on lawyers and boxes (On God)
N!gga talking ’bout he coming for me, switch leave that b!tch double dutching (Switch)
I heard your BM on Perc’ and a hundred, beat the back end, got a lil’ b!tch running (Back in)
Free him (Free that boy, for real, though)
Free him (Oh, can’t wait for that boy to get out)
Free him (Man)
And when they free him, I’m gon’ bleed him, n!ggas know we see him (BabyDrill)
All-white shooter, yeah
Lil’ bro, 5’5″ like Jerry West, I say the word, he do you
Glock got hot, had to put on a cooler (Woo)
Set down like sweat, that b!tch hit like the jeweler
Send lil’ cuz on the hit, turn ’em fan to a shooter (Fah)
Got a box on a blitz, just call up Q-Boy
Killed they big dog, now they— woo
Ha-ha-ha-ha, might go over your top (‘Tater)
Put that— up on that— this b!tch gon’ shake the block (Shake)
I told Fatt Fox, “Keep hanging with opps, your ass gon’ become an opp”
Huh, ski or walk down, get s*it chopped (Chopped down)

[Chorus]

Baby Chief Keef, feel like Sosa, b!tch, back from the dead (BabyDrill)
I got Zs who bang the Bs who come and cut your flesh
All dry, killing all the rappers who claim the Wicked West (Wicked West)
And free the ones who incarcerated, when they get out, they stretched
Shooter went gold, need an MV trophy, hop out a V and then cross the road (V)
He fall to the knee, then you walk up on him (Bah, bah)
Face shot, face shot, kill the opponent (B!tch)
B!tch, I’m riding ’round with Ockra, that’s a fully Drac’ (Drac’)
N!gga want me dead, but ain’t got the bread, go get some fu*king pape’