I Wish Lyrics By Ycee

I Wish Lyrics By Ycee

Tinny Entertainment baby!

Don't know

Ain't nobody badder than

Ain't nobody badder than

Real quick

Like the joker going right off the bat

Wanna see me out? there's a rider for that

Me and you up in a bout you couldn't sign up for that

They gon need a scraper just to get your back off the mat

Cause you, get pummeled

I move full throttle, with trouble that's coming for you if you try to slow my hustle

Down, brown paper bags, a flow like this I swear your fave never had

I know why they mad, chics digging me, they giving me

A big fat blunt like Santa stuck up in a chimney

Bow legged rapper when I ball you see the skill in me

See mans not hot but you could tell there's zero chill in me

Want a crib that'll look like a sorority

Cause I'd be getting women and I'd do it with authority

Shoutout to my women out in moremi, want more of me, but honestly

Nowadays a lotta y'all be boring me

Right now the hip hop games been ignoring me

Act like they don't see what the boy be doing globally

Things I'm doing on a large scale will leave you mad pale

I'm like a sound sultan my flows got a black belt

So what's the plan my bro

Cause I'm here to give em really what they asking for

Anyone that's got some issues that I should know

Speak now so I could split yo ass in four

That's a sign of the cross

And a sign of your loss

You should read the reports,Tinny! 

Round of applause

And a word to the boss, he said it was time to buss

And so my brother hooked me up

And I definitely must, pause

Real talk you know I tell the truth

It's mother mother mother, woo!

Back to the rap for the real fanatics

I been all the way up like a big mans attic

They try to pull me down but a nigga can't die

Best African in hip-hop and I'm guessing here's why, damn

My flow is so impeccable-despicable

You avoid the collab cause you know that I'm threat to you

The rest of y'all feeling cool it's only cause I'm letting you

And now you can kipchot and do the things you're meant to do

Bruh, I wish that one would try to step to a brother like this

You wanna see war I'll bring it to your eye lids

Iris, I live for the fool that'll say that I ain't sick it's, high risk

Call it IRS, mehn I'm running this shit and I'm running for your bitch


We about to flip the whole game


It is a beat by karma

Ain't nobody badder than...?