Wildin lyrics

by

Rucci



Hey Rob
I think the fed's listen'in
Medusa
Snakes on his start slather'in
He up 10 bands and my n*ggas start giggle'in
You go'in lose a finger, if I keepin seeing you fidgetin
Tough with moves then call me when you feelin it shut the fuk up and start listen'in
b*tch whip me down till I'm glisten'in
My feet up I give a f*ck where you kick'in it
A mop or a broom give a f*ck I'm stick'in it
Call the doc right now I know they sick of this
If you broke you better pray to God that he fixin it
Better tie or tie'in up on or I'm trippin it
My n*ggas comin with poles and they strippin it
Buss it down Molly grind teeth cuz I'm geekin it
You a b*tch n*gga every day of the week
Hit me up like n*gga is you up?
Hell naww b*tch i'm sleep
Take my time with my opp son
I can't wait to see
I'm that n*gga
The fuxk is you dumb boy?
You and know we be steppas we gone stump boy
Throw him In that cannon rocket launch boy
You better run forest run boy
In love with my smile so I had to buss it down
When the streets given passes lts like we at rollin loud
Who is this lil n*gga some one please get they child
Know I was gone be stout since I was a sprout
b*tch
Call the doc right now I know they sick of this
If you broke you better pray to God that he fixin it
Better tie or tie'in up on or I'm trippin it
My n*ggas comin with poles and they strippin it
Buss it down Molly grind teeth cuz I'm geekin it
You a b*tch n*gga every day of the week
Hit me up like is you up?
Hell naww b*tch i'm sleep
Take my time with my opp son,I can't wait to see
I'm that n*gga
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