Wicked Man Ting Popcaan

[Intro]
Woii ooii!!
(A who dat??)
Wicked! Wicked! Wicked!
Wah gwaan bad charge?


[Hook]
Over Jungle
Wicked man ting
Waterhouse
Wicked man ting
Round a Drews Land
Wicked man ting
Look how the AK pretty and slim!
'Round a Back To
Wicked man ting
Round a Glock-burn Pen (cock-burn pen)
Wicked man ting
Portmore say
Wicked man ting
Wicked! Wicked! Wicked!
(Woii!)

[Verse 1]
Never try diss a unruly man
Worse when mi have up the tool in hand
Rifle a wave like a broomie man
Wicked! Wicked! Wicked!
(Woii!)
Spanish Town man a evil man
Murder people and beat remand
Diss yard man ya fi leave the land
Wicked! Wicked! Wicked!
Them mussi feel like
Mi gun dem 'fraid fi bore dem 'kin
When the rifle turn on and go bore dem chin
Body gone pon ice
Dat a "Frozen" ting
Big fat Beretta a roam like sim
(Cho!)
Hammer go touch pon di firing pin
Can't diss Stony Hill neither Golden Spring
Boy!
Head open up
Is a open ting
Like when Beigel Bailey go open Sting