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Wicked (Killers) Lyrics

Artist: Playboi Carti

"Wicked (Killers)" by Playboi Carti is an audacious trap anthem that immerses listeeners into the rapper's world of opulence, assertiveness, and indomitability. The song, released on September 21, 2023, encapsulates Carti's signature trap-style cadence, melding themes of affluence, self-assurance, and a hint of violence to paint a vivid picture of his lifesttyle. The track's repetition and energetic delivery, especially noticeable in the ad-libs, are designed to rev up the audience, creating an ambiance ripe for celebration or partying. Carti's lyrics exhibit a relentless pace and aggression, underlining his indifference towards anyone attempting to challenge his achievements or invade his privacy. In the chorus, Carti signals his readiness to confront intruders with a blade, indicating his willingness to engage in violent acts to defend his domain. The verses further explore Carti's confidence and elevated status, with references to reckless driving in Miami and being surrounded by potential threats, yet unfazed. He touches upon themes of promiscuity and materialism, explicitly discussing the superficial aspects of his relationships, including the physical enhancements of his companions. The analysis of "Wicked (Killers)" highlights Playboi Carti's portrayal as a fearless, lavish individual who flaunts his wealth, connections, and disdain for conventional norms. Although the lyrics might not delve deeply into profound insights or moral messages, the track stands as an ode to Carti's unabashed and extravagant way of life.

Wicked (Killers) Lyrics

Wicked (Killers) by Playboi Carti

[Intro]
(Okay)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah

[Chorus]
Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to spazz out (Yeah)
Blade right in my pocket (Yeah)
I pocket they pants out (Yeah)
Thot tryna get in my pockets
Uh, she got her ass out, uh
I got some sh*t out my pockets
Uh, I bought the ho ass-shots

[Verse]
Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh
Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh (Slatt, slatt)
Huh, I got some killers, they right in my lobby (Slatt, slatt)
Yeah, we just for each other, ain't worried 'bout nobody (Huh, 'kay)
I was in the studio, huh, when that boy caught a body
I was in the booth when I heard that baby got bodied
(sh*t, hol' up)
Whole lotta shooters, yeah, you know they around me, huh
I tatted my body, yeah, I look like a Mayan, huh, uh
I been mindin' my business, yeah, 'cause niggas bе lyin'
Partner got the coupe tintеd, so nobody see nothin', huh
Helicopters can't keep up with the Hellcat now, uh
Double cup, b**ch, pour me up 'til I can't see nothin', hu-uh
Huh, 'til I can't feel nothin', uh, 'til I can't feel nothin', uh
'Til I can't feel nothin', 'til I can't feel nothin'
b**ch, I'm goin' dumb, my b**ch extra dumb
And that hair done, I got her ass done
Huh, uh, huh, uh
And her hair done, yeah, and her hair done, and that ass done

[Pre-Chorus]
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah

[Chorus]
Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to spazz out (Yeah)
Blade right in my pocket (Yeah)
I pocket they pants out (Yeah)
Thot tryna get in my pockets
Huh, she got her ass out, uh
I got some sh*t out my pockets
Huh, I bought the ho ass-shots

[Outro]
(Okay)

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