Lost It

By 3Wick

On Lost It

Released on September 9, 2025

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[Verse 1: 3Wick]

Aight bet

They wanna play disrespect?

Smokin' on Ku, I start tappin' my neck

Sbee died, can you look at the Jet?

Fuck WuggyWrld dudes, how them niggas is vets?

I'm on they block, can't send you a text

We done bent through the east, we done bent through the west

UptownK, nigga fuck all they deads

Nigga mention my dead, niggas dying for less

Keep tappin' the trigger

Double hands on the G, how you figure?

Niggas come to our block; take pictures

When we go to they block we the flickers

They gon' cap but they know we them niggas

Took so many risks, you could call us the riskers

Bro's tell me "Chill" 'cause they think I'm the ticket

Fuck all of this rap shit, I'm tryna risk it

Do you think I'm jokin'?

Pop poked in his neck, he was chokin'

Tryna do it to it to em, I start throwin'

He a joke, why the fuck was he loafin'?

Mad niggas ran wit' they G, niggas bogus

I'm 'boutta black, do not tell me I'm croakin'

Told bro "Pass me the ball", I was open

Sidestep in the street tryna go for the P

OT6 what? Need to get off they knees

Word to bro, they ain't never took trips to our Ps

They must've forgot 'bout what happened to Dee

Word to my dead I was watchin' him bleed

Shoutout the guys, I got love for my 3's

If I run into ZeeZee, know that I'ma squeeze

Just came out of jail, but he suckin' my beef

I'm smokin' on Biggz; got hit in his bean, bitch

Siyah arm: bleedin'

Bhazzy on dick, don't put on for his team

I'm on they block tryna throw on the beam

I see shit that you seen in your dreams

Gotta watch for the children

They keep runnin' and duckin' in buildings

Jay5ive mentionin' me, I don't feel him

Free bro out the spot, coulda killed him, like

And I'm not wit' the talkin'

Tryna catch two in one night, we was walkin'

Y'all not tryna go bend, niggas horsin'

Three deep, we was bendin' on offense

Throw up the Jet, throw it back then I'm tossin'

They be mention my bro, niggas lost it

Up first on the scene, get to scorin'

They know that we doin' the torchin'


[Verse 2: Drosefrm3rd]

Ask Slim what he did when I was uppin' my flame

Sbee got left on his block, nigga lame

Over east tryna go for the bang

And Wuggy went out in the spot, he a strain

Start bangin' my G when I came

If you got what I like then that nigga a stain

When I up, better pick up the pace

When I start to flick, it ain't nun' but pain

Let's talk on the facts, Biggie got hit in his cap

And Bhazzy keep rappin', he never got back

He was duckin' his wig on the pictures for that

Three deep tryna go for the pack

On the Webster shit jammed, had to get a new gat

Belly tagged, let's get into that

And Siyah got shot, it shoulda been his cap

Let's talk on who realer

Nigga Izzy got packed wit' his niggas

On the east wit' my G tryna pick 'em

On LG wit' the 3 tryna get 'em

Nigga Benji got shot; couldn't get up

Sbee got left wit' his sisters

Stomach shot, watch that nigga do sit ups

When we bend, word to bro they gon' feel us

Now I'm tryna geek

On 10-4, where the fuck is the Sweeps?

On the 3 tryna go for the P

In the back of LG tryna see who I see

Tap ya' neck, where the fuck is GP

Fuck Wuggy, that nigga a fiend

Hop off the scooter, start wavin' my heat

Fuck a V, I'ma use my two feet

When I show 'em my tan, better pick up your cleats, like