Wild as f*ck lyrics

[Intro]
Aye tell Frankie to bring the lavender and Tony on his way upstairs with the lampshade
Heir Gang, Fast Money
For my delinquents and muthaf*ckin’ degenerates
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[Verse 1]
Smoking some sess, getting some neck
Billing some n*ggas that owe me a check
b*tch it's the mafia, show some respect
Bucket hat boys and we all in your set
Cozy ass boys, yeah we all in your fridge
Give her some di*k, yeah, I'm all in her ribs
b*tch said I'm hot, got me feeling like Mims
Smoking a 'Port, relaxing my limbs
b*tch look good and she driving a Benz
b*tch likes me, but she don’t like my friends
Ain't say what’s up when them n*ggas hopped in
Told her those my mans, those my mans 'til the end
And a couple of my n*ggas they be anti-social
Long-term engagement got them anti-vocal
Young immortal, skin is Acapulco
Went nation wide, but I still be local
f*cking different chocho in my vintage Polo
Mixing different drugs and bag it up with YOLO
Dropping Xans in my Dixie Solo
And this b*tch been drinking and she sniffing coco
Can't front I might've did a bump
But I'm still a teen, I'm still growing up
And my mom think I don't give a f*ck
Hell yeah she right, I don't give a f*ck
Cause I'm driving drunk, yeah I'm liquored up
And my L suspended, but I try my luck
And I'm smoking weed and that’s to the face
And not to mention got a open case
And I'm riding 'round with a open case
Whole garden, sh*t is great
Smoking blunts and they codeine laced
n*ggas say I'm tripping I just tell 'em I'm based
[Hook x2]
I’m just wild as f*ck
My mom always tell me that I'm wild as f*ck
My grandma tell me that I'm wild as f*ck
And all the n*ggas that I run with wild as f*ck
And all the b*tches that I f*ck they be wild as f*ck
Throw your middle fingers up if you wild as f*ck
Doing all these drugs, feeling wild as f*ck
Throw your middle fingers up if you wild as f*ck

[Verse 2]
'Lo to my socks, smoking some pot
Been in the Hills, but I'm still from the block
n*ggas forgetting, they act like I'm not
'Til one of these pus*y ass n*ggas get shot
Like I wasn't on the strip moving that rock
Like I ain't used to run into school with the pot
Like a n*gga don't got hoes working off the clock
Bust in her ass, abusing her twat
Wiling' back when I had a skateboard
Lick life, we take yours
X on the floor like claymores
Sold two, but I ate four
Rolling hard, rolling hard
Smoke so much weed up in the garage
But I keep feeling like I beat the odds
I'm only nineteen, I'm like a f*cking star
I'm in a foreign car with a foreign broad
Out in California feel like f*cking God
Skinny n*gga, but I'm living large
Got a pack of cigars and a full jar
And I'm driving faster than allowed n*gga
My b*tch rolling that loud n*gga
Puffing potent, I’m proud n*gga
Retchy Porter, young wild n*gga
[Hook x2]