Future Wicced

Lyrics

Ay Ouija (right now, right now) Hol' up huh {Devereaux} [Hook: Ouija Macc] Got the OG's bouncing in this motherfucca right now Feeling like the future of the wicced shit Feeling like the future of the wicced shit Feeling like the future of the wicced shit To the fucc boys who acted like my family and hoed me out Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now Looking like the future of the wicced shit Looking like the future of the wicced shit Looking like the future of the wicced shit And my ex hoes who never saw potential - How you like me now? Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch [Verse 1: Ouija Macc] Foe fifth to ya lips blow a little kiss (mmwah) Long dicc but your bitch don't deserve the shit No paint on my face Ima murder shit Told Violent J tell me what to hurt em' with? Murderous, blood curdlin', ripped cartilage, all of this, pour all of this blood on a bitch Calling this the ballinest now, follow this, venomous, from Hell I guess, rebellious Finally found my link (my link) Finally found my link (my link) I finally found my link (ohh) Give a fucc what y'all think (hold up) Pussy meet ya maker, Wraith'll take ya where ya gotta go Split ya noggon then I leave you smokin' like an optimo Callin me on my name and I change this game and slice ya fucin' clothes You was sleeping on me now I'm poppin' thats the way it goes (bitch) Thats the way it goes (hah little bitch, turn up) Point me to the people Ima speak the ether Fucc who ever frontin' on me tell em I don't need them neither Homie crank the bass until it blow the muthafuccin speaker Straightjacket on me mane I'm feeling like I'm Justin Bieber Feel like Miley Cyrus Feel like Miley Cyrus Ima wrecking ball on anybody try us You know where my knife is when its in your iris Every juggalo computer got me like a fuccin' virus Dirty demon in designer I don't need a stylist Put my baby in designer feeling like a stylist Bloodstain Balmain got me feeling stylish Laugh when I see brains got me feeling childish Psychopathic in this bitch we the fuccin' wildest Got the FBI tryna profile us Got the ATF tryna profile us Tell Trump go and see a gynecologist Slaughter them, Slaughter them, fake like collegian Cops can't help you, no point calling them All of them, All of them, must kill all of them Stone Cold boomin' out the tomb like Solomon *BOOM BOOM* Buck Buck buck shot at them Robbin' them pop four more diazepam Yuck these taste like shit now its on again Die and perform The Gathering as a hologram Finally found my link (my link) Finally found my link (my link) I finally found my link (ohh) Give a fucc what y'all think (hold up) You may never hear my music coming out the radio CD's, MP3's for the thuggalos Calling me out my name I change the game just like some fuccin' clothes You was sleeping on me now I'm poppin' thats the way it goes [Hook] Got the OG's bouncing in this motherfucca right now Feeling like the future of the wicked shit Feeling like the future of the wicked shit Feeling like the future of the wicked shit To the fucc boys who acted like my family and hoed me out Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now Looking like the future of the wicked shit Looking like the future of the wicked shit Looking like the future of the wicked shit And my ex hoes who never saw potential - How you like me now? Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch [Verse 2: Lyte] Worsa than MRSA and I love it Alright til' I fall dead til the blood drip Thug shit catch a slug quick Haters suck dick (?) get the plug bitch if ya drug sick Now bloody in the thug pit got the club lit Fuck a stud ho! Won't you let a jugga-lug hit Scrub clique got your whole team bugging but it don't mean nothing Mean mugging something that you seen coming Murder for food and I'm serving these fools And I'm killing this shit and you heard of me too And I vertically shoot out the burgundy coupe Send them bust in your head you'll need surgery (ughh) So fuck with my team and I might go batshit We are the future of Psychopathic See why you mad brah look how I grabbed ya abracadabra like flow magic Back in the day never saw my potential We in the game and you stuck on that bench hoe Slaughter them all and you still smell the stench though Bouncing in this motherfucka wearing my trench coat [Hook] Got the OG's bouncing in this motherfucca right now Feeling like the future of the wicked shit Feeling like the future of the wicked shit Feeling like the future of the wicked shit To the fucc boys who acted like my family and hoed me out Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now Looking like the future of the wicked shit Looking like the future of the wicked shit Looking like the future of the wicked shit And my ex hoes who never saw potential - How you like me now? Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch