Caskey - Witchita lyrics

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Save the hate, I done peeped it from afar
I got the drop on ya like I missed the ball
I know shooters from out here to Wichita
If I had a problem with you
You would know just who ya are

Yeah, y'all so pussy, dodgin' phone calls
Someone end up shooting you
Just know that it's ya own fault
It's like you ain't tryin' pay the
Debt and I'm the loan shark
Y'all ain't got no bite in you
But we know that ya gon' bark
Put ya to sleep
Left ya out cold with some crooked teeth
Used to drug deal
Now I make music like I'm Pusha T
'cept it was weed, molly, roxies
I ain't push a ki
Same way that my car gon' use a button
I go super speed

Save the hate, I done peeped it from afar
Got the drop on ya like I missed the ball
I know shooters from out here to Wichita
If I had a problem with you
You would know just who ya are

If you got a problem, homie, say my name
'cause guaranteed that we gon' do the same
Or we could skip the talk
Shots through the brain
We ain't scared of nobody, mane

And if you're scared, go to church
We prepared for the worst
Go against the family
Put ya on a fuckin' T-shirt
'cause we here to stay
We don't care if we was here first

Countin' 20 racks up at the Palms
I made six before the morn'
COVID got the shows shut out
On her clit where I perform
Travel with some freaks
Tattoos on my face like it's the norm
Play with me and we gon' turn
That vacay to a major storm
Well connected, Viacom, that deposit my alarm
Quarter million in two months
The bank thought it was wire fraud
Guess I'm winnin' by and large
They admirin' the cars
I'm admirin' the work it took to
Build it up this large
Me and hustle never been in separation
I spent twenty-five hunnid just
On dinner reservations
I know some shooters doin' daily preparations
And for forty-five hunnid
Turn your brain to decorations
Don't get it twisted
Just because the clique is full of misfit's
Or 'cause I got some spiritual
Tattoos and I light incense
I still come from ridin'
'round and totin' biscuit's
Ain't scared to draw it on ya
You know I'm artistic

Save the hate, I done peeped it from afar
Got the drop on ya like I missed the ball
I know shooters from out here to Wichita
If I had a problem with you
You would know just who ya are

If you got a problem, homie, say my name
'cause guaranteed that we gon' do the same
Or we could skip the talk
Shots through the brain
We ain't scared of nobody, mane

And if you're scared, go to church