Lyrics For Wacko By King98 ft Nasty C x LayLizzy
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Never gave up
Now I’m dancing
Moonwalking to the money, Michael Jackson
Never gave up
Now I’m dancing
Moonwalking to the money, Michael Jackson
I got the juice, is you down to ride
Pull up with my goons, yeah we got a ride
Always at the top ’til a homey die
Always at the top ’til a homey die
verse 1 [King 98]
Reminiscing watching rappers on the screen
Represent, I gotta put on for the team
Married to the game I had to put a ring
Martin Luther, young King had a dream
Counting commas better pull up with a bag
Change the mood, you was happy, now you sad
I went to school just to work up on my raps
Failed economics but I’m flying first class
You can never understand this
Educate your girl
I’m finna hit her with some answers
New wave King, well never been a has-been
They asking who’s rapping
I put my city on the fucking Atlas
Back in my element
Get to the bag, no dividend
Got me a friend that’s Vigi man
If it’s tour life bring Uzzi
Model pose, girl outta control
You know, like Pearl Thusi
Awungeke sbali
New fella, rocking Versace
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verse 2 [Nasty C]
I was young and hot, I had to kill them all
I brought out the cash, I do not starve
When I got my turn I turned the tables, nigga
And when they said no way I said I’ll pave it nigga
Location, location and more location nigga
Vacay with my gang it might be Barbados nigga
I take your lil bitch right now and not later nigga
She’ll drop you to hang with a rich and famous nigga
Fuck all these strangers asking for favours nigga
Had to say it like that so it can shake ’em nigga
If they had a way that would erase or replace a nigga
But instead I’m wasted out in Spain
They embrace a nigga
I waited nigga, I prayed nigga
When shit got rough I maintained nigga
I put up with all types of pain nigga
Look at what i had to gain nigga
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verse 3[Laylizzy]
Young Nino born and raised in the 25
Fuck dying in my city B you gotta ride
Sucker-free that’s how I’m coming
That’s my new vibe
Niggas got their hands out
I got my hands tight
King said if it’s tour life bring Uzzi
I just got off tour
Bought a cold chain
Now I’m feeling fluey
Used to but fake chains
Back in ? when I was in ?
Being broke got me moody
Now I’m making money off goodies
See my hustle never ending
Free my dogs, get them out the kennel
If it’s costly, I’mma handle
When I was down, y’all didn’t abandon
I was trapping, out the bando
Going super hard on the pando
And we did it all in the pando
Now we bossed up, no handler
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