Nyck Caution - Wicked текст песни

Yeah, yeah
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Back in it, I don't give a fuck

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Why you acting up?
I throw you in the Acura and tell the cops that you were just a passenger
Gas mask thrown over your head
The fumes leave you covered up
In 47 swaastikas or swastikas, I'm popular
Time to get my profit up, open up these chakras
Rocking out in Arkansas, tore it down in Florida
So if you take my capitol, I'm capping you
An axel do me swell, put a slash in you
I got that backwards cat, caskets
For you asses, and put acid on your flaccid tracks
You not in Kansas anymore and my stance is metaphors
I be ripping through the can, land you on the floor
Take that cancer through your pores
Then inhale it cause I'm ill, dangerous, enflaming shit
An artist who's an arsonist
Restraining him is probably gonna be
Something that you want, but when arrow flow like I'm Katniss
Madlib, my track list
I swear to Gotti, feels like I got it
Mills have funk, come and chill on this island
Alright, you fronters lacerated
All my people tax evading so they making balance statements
Balances decapitated
I'm going in, it's apparent, I'm apparent
'Cause I'm Yeti to you ferrets
While you battling and swearing
And I'll casually inherit these casualties that I'm sparing
We must be at the top 'cause clarity disappearing

This is practice, I'm wicked at this
This is practice, I'm wicked at this
This is practice, I'm wicked at this
I survive with my tactics, the fact is
This is practice, I'm wicked at this
This is practice, I'm wicked at this
This is practice, I'm wicked at this
We pick the atlas up and kill the bastards

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Back in it, I don't give a fuck