Wicked

Oh yeah, they thought it was an accident the way I'm stopping traffic Money coming in like that shit on automatic Yeah, It's BIG KANDY bitch come and rip me out the wrapper Forward motion only, I ain't never going backwards If you ain't making six or more then you ain't in my bracket I cop shit when I feel like it, you waiting on yo taxes I dropped a little book and made them pay me for the game Apply the shit I taught you, bitch, and you could do the same I'm everywhere you not, hopping on and off them planes Meet me on the runway, its later for these lames Haters still in pain, I just made another play Ain't got a complaint, I'm getting richer by the day Ay, bitch shit, need a big bag, not a big dick Vicious, It'll cost for me to be your mistress Liston, I'm the entree with all the fixings If you ain't got an appetite, you better keep your distance You wanna see this ass, then you gotta pay admission Whoever would've thought I make a ticket on subscriptions You ain't gotta hear me, I'ma make you pay attention Gave a sneak peek, now I got them all addicted, wicked, bitch I really don't wanna hurt you with bitches feelings and I'm really just a nice girl from Connecticut But you hoes keep fucking with me and they just be bringing out that motherfucking That bitch in me, like Fuck you raggedy ass, dirty ass Dusty, fucking raw ass, broke niggas Come on your neck, baby fucking dusty Dirty, no fucking dry pamper