[Produced by Grier Smith]
[Intro]
Stop daunting midnight
You're staying over...
[Verse]
Who peeps my villainous moves?
Probably not you
I'mma take you out
But this sh** won't end in honeymoons
Sweet tooth
Got a taste for blood when it's a full moon
She calls me hubby till the money runs out
She's running too!
What's an ATM?
I keep my money in a black bag
Seen a couple n***as get shot
While I just chill and laugh
Holding up cash to get past El Paso
Pasadena pa**
Like a n***a played in a rose bowl
f** it—I'm a young soul
Tryna move to and fro
I'm a bandit
Yeah, tryna get a little
That's why I moved to banks
I hate robbing liquor stores
Probably 'cuz I gave up drinkin'
I'm too wicked
Damn
[Interlude]
I've been feeling wicked these days
I've been—I've been feeling wicked these days
I said—I said—I said
I've been feeling wicked these days
I've been—I've been feeling wicked these days
Tell 'em
[Outro] (4x)
The morning light says:
"You are gruesome"