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[Produced by Grier Smith] [Intro] Stop daunting midnight You're staying over... [Verse] Who peeps my villainous moves? Probably not you I'mma take you out But this shit won't end in honeymoons Sweet tooth Got a taste for blood when it's a full moon She calls me hubby till the money runs out She's running too! What's an ATM? I keep my money in a black bag Seen a couple niggas get shot While I just chill and laugh Holding up cash to get past El Paso Pasadena pass Like a nigga played in a rose bowl Fuck it—I'm a young soul Tryna move to and fro I'm a bandit Yeah, tryna get a little That's why I moved to banks I hate robbing liquor stores Probably 'cuz I gave up drinkin' I'm too wicked Damn [Interlude] I've been feeling wicked these days I've been—I've been feeling wicked these days I said—I said—I said I've been feeling wicked these days I've been—I've been feeling wicked these days Tell 'em [Outro] (4x) The morning light says: "You are gruesome"