Kid Wicked poppy fields

I'm 18, skin darker than a rape dream
You with the bullshit, I'm just tryna make cream
Tryna network to increase my net worth
Buy a few chains so heavy that my neck hurt
Reppin real but you niggas is spittin synthetic
My flow steady I been fuckin with the diuretics
I feel prophetic, energetic, you niggas pathetic
I got potential but I'm movin I guess it's kinetic
Success, got it from the best, I guess it's genetic
Call the medic tell em Ben left the track burned up
Cookin up the crack with Sim Def stove is turned up
Ignore it if you want cuz you niggas never concerned us
No mike jack but i'm the thiller G
Throwin punchlines like Muhammad and Manila C
Shacklin you suckers I'm still spillin the similes
Set the garden ablaze game seven I'm Willis Reed
It's kinda hard to explain
It's kinda hard to explain
All this shit in my brain
I'm tryna get in the game
I'm tryna get in the game
So you remember my name
Been on my grind I'm hopin to make stacks
So I can buy whip and ghost ride it on train tracks
Niggas always talkin shit, well fuck it I hate smack
If they got beef I'll get em a job at Shake Shack
I know the manager I know that I'm grown
My flow will damage a dentist in one take
Kid Wicked he got the stamina better go get a camera
A medical examiner to try to fix the beat
Cuz I'm killin it I'm an animal really tryna get some
But a light skin from Canada
Spending on my diction, vocabulary, and grammar
Only reason Wick got you niggas in his parameter
So y'all can watch the Kid get the green no cannabis
Six syllables I should probably sanitize
If you niggas jack floor I cut you like the samurai
Leave you unprotected while my niggas let their hammers fly
Drop you in the seawater lookin like Alabama's tide
I'm tryna get in the game
I'm tryna get in the game
So you remember my name
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