Afterdeath – WIZARD

Afterdeath – WIZARD Lyrics

Artist: Afterdeath
Song: WIZARD

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Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
f#ck you p#ss#, I don’t care ’bout yo’ swag
And my bank workin’ out, my wallet look fat

My b#tch lookin’ just like Selena
So call me a wizard, wave a wand
And countin’ my racks, like
f#ck you p#ss#, I don’t care ’bout yo’ swag

And my bank workin’ out, my wallet look fat
My b#tch lookin’ just like Selena
So call me a wizard, wave a wand
And countin’ my racks (Yuh)

Like, f#ckin’ with me, I’m a veteran
I graduated, I don’t need no letterman, huh
Lookin’ like you is a jealous man
I just sit back and relax, while I sip on that medicine

I can’t f#ck with you, huh
Wipe yo’ nose, I’ma need a f#ckin’ tissue
So why you want problems? You startin’ an issue
So I’ma pull up on yo’ block, and just bless you, huh

I’m running away from the love
That p#ss# don’t faze me, I’ll just use the drugs, huh
b#tch it’s alrеady enough, the Oxy, the Xanny
Go meet up thе plug, yuh, lil’ b#tch, I don’t give a f#ck

I skirt off the bridge and I’m ’bout to give up, yuh
Sometimes I’m acting real tough, but in reality my grave was just dug, yuh
She got that super suck, I got that super luck
Run up on me, I don’t give a f#ck, she got that tummy tuck, yuh

p#ss# so tight, gotta buckle up
She ’boutta lose my trust, yuh
I’ma shoot you like a hockey puck, yuh
Run it up, run it up, ay, yuh

Slow it down, count big racks
Big money, big stacks
In the club, where the b#tches at?
Throwin’ money, while they shake #ss

You a big thot, you a big hoe
You suck dick like Shaq at the free throw
I’m kissin’ on her friend while she deepthroat
Talk sh#t, put a bullet through yo’ window (Yuh)

f#ck you p#ss#, I don’t care ’bout yo’ swag
And my bank workin’ out, my wallet look fat
My b#tch lookin’ just like Selena
So call me a wizard, wave a wand

And countin’ my racks, like
f#ck you p#ss#, I don’t care ’bout yo’ swag
And my bank workin’ out, my wallet look fat
My b#tch lookin’ just like Selena

So call me a wizard, wave a wand
And countin’ my racks (Yuh)
Like, f#ckin’ with me, I’m a veteran
I graduated, I don’t need no letterman, huh

Lookin’ like you is a jealous man
I just sit back, and relax while I sip on that medicine
I can’t f#ck with you, huh
Wipe yo’ nose, I’ma need a f#ckin’ tissue

So why you want problems? You startin’ an issue
So I’ma pull up on the block, and just bless you, huh
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From the album:
Grandmaster Wizard
Release Year: 2018