Bunk Rivers - The Wicked

I can't believe my eyes
I've traveled near
I've traveled far
And I
I
I
I
I can't believe my eyes
Hopped on my boat
And I traveled abroad
Oh my God, I
Couldn't have saw what I thought I just saw
These niggas don't look like me
Who the fuck are these niggas
You said we was made in his image then
Who the fuck are these niggas?

Hopped on my boat
And I traveled abroad
Oh my God, I
Couldn't have saw what I thought I just saw
These niggas don't look like me
Who the fuck are these niggas?
You said we was made in his image then
Who the fuck are these niggas?

Send in the bottles, send in the lottos
Send in the models
For the whole team

Send in the bottles, send in the lottos
Send in the models
For the whole team

I'm wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, babe
What here now
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, babe

All these girls just staring at nigga
Trying to figure out where they found me
My flav west Orange County
Down there in Florida, bih
Yes, ma'am I say it proudly
No you can't take it out me
I like my music slow
I like my music pounding
So when it coming down
You think moving mountains
Grew up watching them
Stolo surf
That's why I drive so rowdy
And its a gift and a curse
To be like where I'm from
I mean I'm extra spodie
But I don't trust surroundings
Howling wolves
With mouths full of blood
These
Niggas bout it, bout it
Y'all niggas better duck
I've seen these streets
I've seen too much

Bring in the bottles, bring in lotto
For the whole team
Send in the bottles, send in the lottos
Send in the models
For the whole team

Have you ever been touched like this
You fuck around and fall in love like this
Have you ever been touched like this
You goin' fuck around and fall in love like this

I said that Choppa City Juke
Wicked, wicked, babe
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, babe

That Choppa City Juke
My tribal dance
When I throw my shoulders
I'm really towing
My home on my back
Like I'm nomad

I said
That Choppa City Juke
My tribal dance
When I throw my shoulders
I'm really towing
My home on my back
Like I'm nomad

Wicked, baby
I'm liquid, baby
I'm dripping, baby
Still tipping, baby
Coming on down

Wicked, baby
I'm liquid, baby
I'm dripping, baby
Still tipping, baby
Coming on down

Written by:
Shaquille Brissett

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