Juggalo Cough

[Intro] lighter flick cough cough Yeahhh... Budz Bunny on the spark Wicked Wackside in the dark Whoop whoop... [Verse 1] Rolled up fat, smell loud in the hallway Eyes low red but I’m geeked all day Face paint cracked with the grin all sideways Smoke in the air got ghosts in the doorway Bass hit hard make the wall paint rattle Whole squad loose like we ready for battle Life too fake, so we laugh at the cattle Wicked Wackside make the whole room scramble Red hair drag when she walk through slow Black crop top with the waistline show Bad lil queen and she already know Every eye froze when she stepped in glow She said pass that shit, don’t hold it hostage Hit one pull then she coughed all toxic cough cough still looked iconic Mean ass smirk, whole vibe hypnotic [Hook] Wicked Wackside, pass that flame Red hair wild and she half insane Smoke so thick can’t read her face Bad lil curse in designer lace Wicked Wackside, hips gon sway Laugh one time make saints decay Hatchet talk when the clowns all play Hit that blunt then drift away [Verse 2] Backseat hotbox, windows cryin’ Three more blunts got the stars look lyin’ She climbed over with the cherry still fryin’ Said she love clowns that stay defyin’ Lip gloss black with a mouth so reckless Nails on skin leave lines as a message Kiss so wrong but it feel so precious Pretty lil threat and she know she dangerous Ash on my jeans, don’t care, keep burnin’ Whole damn night got the heads all turnin’ Budz Bunny track got the speakers churnin’ If they hate us, let ‘em keep on learnin’ Only real freaks in the circle stay Fake ones fold by the break of day Wicked Wackside laugh then fade away Smoke in the dark where the devils play [Hook] Wicked Wackside, pass that flame Red hair wild and she half insane Smoke so thick can’t read her face Bad lil curse in designer lace Wicked Wackside, hips gon sway Laugh one time make saints decay Hatchet talk when the clowns all play Hit that blunt then drift away [Female Verse – Wicked Wackside] I’m Wicked Wackside, red hair swingin’ Blunt full gas and the room stay spinnin’ Waist too bad, got broke boys fiendin’ Smile one time, now your whole crew dreamin’ Lip gloss black, but my mouth stay foul Pretty lil beast, don’t know no mild Hatchet on me, keep shit real vile Take your man quick, then I ghost that clown cough cough Pass that back... [Final Hook x2] Wicked Wackside, pass that flame Red hair wild and she half insane Smoke so thick can’t read her face Bad lil curse in designer lace Wicked Wackside, hips gon sway Laugh one time make saints decay Hatchet talk when the clowns all play Hit that blunt then drift away