Denzel Curry - Wig Split lyrics

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Denzel Curry - Wig Split lyrics

[Intro: Ramirez] MTM, hit 'em with the heat fu*k with me and get your wig pulled back Steady swervin' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack fu*k with me and get your wig pulled back Steady swervin' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack [Verse 1: Pouya] I'm overthinkin' again when I should go with my gut Left elbow hangin' out that window in my Lambo' truck Contemplatin' if I should go pick these two hoes up Or would I rather be alone and drown myself in the mud? Lil' baby gon' fu*k my mind, take my time, and let me rot and die Don't bang my line unless you got something I need in my life There's something about the way you talk that I like And now I want you until tomorrow, I put a new b*tch in my El Dorado [Bridge: Ramirez & Pouya] fu*k with me and get your wig pulled back Steady swervin' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack fu*k with me and get your wig pulled back (Ayy, yuh, yuh, ayy) Steady swervin' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack (Yuh, yuh) [Verse 2: Pouya] Don't get your wig split for talkin' like a witness I got gorillas with me, point and shoot, no hitlist You a bum, a deadbeat, now you laying six feet deep Boy, you bark, we bite back, I don't need no hypeman b*tch, I am a OG, everybody know me Count money with my homies, don't need nobody to float me Sippin' on the OE, I know I'm dyin' slowly So I just copped a Rollie to slit my wrist and OD, yuh [Bridge: Ramirez] fu*k with me and get your wig pulled back Steady swervin' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack fu*k with me and get your wig pulled back Steady swervin' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack [Verse 3: Denzel Curry] Come and get your wig split, extendo on the [sick fit?] Leave your body cold like a bad kid on Christmas When I'm in the streets, I be on point as if I'm Vince Wet 'em up because they gassed 'em up to be a gremlin Shoot my shot, gotta find a new court And they givin' out smoke like a box of Newport If a ni**a wanna buck, there's a whole bunch of war You can live a long life but it can cut short Sticks taller than Vince Carter I've been a baller, he been a shooter I teach ni**as, I don't need a tutor Don't let this ruler turn into a Ruger, my ni**a