Nardo Wick's track delves into the gritty realities of street life and personal resilience. The repetitive "Dah Dah DahDah" motif serves as a hypnotic backdrop, emphasizing the relentless nature of his experiences. Wick portrays himself as a formidable presence, unyielding and resolute, despite his success in the music industry. He juxtaposes his rap career with his unwavering ties to the streets, underscoring themes of loyalty and authenticity. Through vivid imagery, he critiques false bravado and underscores the serious consequences of living a dangerous lifestyle. Wick’s lyrical narrative also touches on relationships, portraying them as complex and often transactional. Ultimately, the song is a raw exposition of survival, power dynamics, and the harsh truths that shape his world.
Dah Dah DahDah
Lyrics
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
(Damn, Trademark)
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
I'ma brick, baby boy, concrete, lil' nigga
Yeah, I rap and all that shit, I'm still a street lil' nigga (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Got more shots than a gym, you wanna beef, lil' nigga?
I'm who all they hoes like, they wanna be me nigga (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Diamonds look just like the static on the TV, nigga
We ain't cuffin' hoes, I play her like a CD, nigga
Pull up, eight contents, you can't see me, nigga
Shot his ass, then he screamed, "Oh, ooh, wee", nigga
And there's problems, we gon' solve 'em
Got a lot of weapons for the drama
Try to understand me, please don't judge me
If you ain't ever seen the bottom
Pull up with my Glock out
If the opps out, I'ma rock out
Fat mouth, turn a fat mouth to a shot mouth
Dead man, he a dead man for what he said, man
He seen me, I ain't seen him, he turned to the gingerbread man
(Run, run, as fast you can)
(You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man)
All them niggas 'round you bitches, so how the fuck you gangsta?
Niggas shot and hit the fences, so how the fuck you aimin'?
Nigga ain't killed nobody, how the fuck you dangerous?
All these niggas be cap, they not really like that
Wrote that ho when I was broke, now she wanna write back
Want me to put it in her throat, want my tip to touch the back
She wanna be my wicked witch, she keep askin' for my strap
And there's problems, we gon' solve 'em
Got a lot of weapons for the drama
I'm talkin' 'bout them FNs, Glock-19s and SKS
"Wick' a wild man, somebody tell 'em stop, he on a rampage"
"Batman, he always in the same color Batman"
If we slide and you get hit but you don't die, you better act then
And there's problems, we gon' solve 'em
Got a lot of weapons for the drama
Try to understand me, please don't judge me
If you ain't ever seen the bottom
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
Dah, dah, dah-dah, dah, dah, dah-dah
(I'm wicked)
Writer(s): Horace Walls, Raymond Reichenbach, Tyler David Maline
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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