[Lyric] I Wanna (Rack5)

[Intro]
(Elvis)
I wanna, I wanna (I wanna, I wanna)
I wanna, I wanna
(Yozora)
I wanna, I wanna (I wanna)
Blu-blu-bluwuu (I wanna, I wanna)
(Run that up, Rico)
I want a brand new pack this winter
I made your olders them turn victims
I wanna squeeze my index fingers
I made your mum feel pain that lingers
(Vinny, are you recording?)

[Verse 1]
I wanna see all my opps in rizla
I will put a shot in his throat like liquor
I was young when I slapped that spinner
Turned big man, and I still put triggers
3 YK, got them locked, my driller
I swear Dirty a real life ripper
Done it with chingers, done it with spinners
Done it in cabs, and done it in dingers
Say "We don't kill shit," life's good
Say it louder, so the 12 don't look
I believe what I know to be true
In the streets, real nigga, I go by the book
I come up as a half way crook
When I was hungry, everyone got took
Now, look at the talk when my name sounds good
When we go on scores, I'ma [?] in the [?]
On your block, they're shook
Nobody ain't safe at night, shoo
On my block, I'm good, got beef in my hood
Not cool like Cannon Hook
Don't get it misunderstood
If I give green lights then it's more understood
On my block, got your jewels them took
And I wish I was there 'cah I woulda partook
Try step and get stepped on
When it got pressed on
Times I was young like Teflon
Stepped in and it went off
One got a wet top
I was in fence, them jet off
I see them run when one got let off
One try run, got bun and fell off
Old friends turn into opps and get lost
They ain't get far then get shot, get dropped
[Chorus]
I wanna brand new pack this winter (I wanna, I wanna)
I made your olders them turn victims
I wanna squeeze my index fingers (I wanna, I wanna)
I made your mum feel pain that lingers
I wanna brand new pack this winter (I wanna, I wanna)
I made your olders them turn victims
I wanna squeeze my index fingers (I wanna, I wanna)
I made your mum feel pain that lingers (Blu)

[Verse 2]
I stepped out twinnin', but only use one of them
Tried and failed, death was the punishment
War with the police, war with the government
War with the opps, I'm still tryna trouble them
try run 'til he buckled, but left in the puddle
And they couldn't get up again
He knew that he was in trouble when
He sees the barrels are doublin'
Cheffed up more than a couple
They know that I'm trouble, I have family sufferin'
My knife had flesh and blood on it
Same way, injured my sock', had the plug in it
And that talk on the net, ain't cuttin' it
Fuck Teewizz, get his arse and shovel him
In the T, I got Yola bubblin'
Fuck all my opps, they're broke, they're strugglin'
[Chorus]
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna brand new pack this winter
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna squeeze my index fingers
I wanna, I wanna, I made your olders them turn victims
I wanna, I wanna, I made your mum feel pain that lingers

[Outro]
(Elvis)
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna
(Yozora)
I wanna, I wanna