Wild Child lyrics

[Intro]
Gasky got that gas
Dee
What the f*ck
Look

[Chorus: Dee Watkins]
I'm just a wild child, lost in the streets ain't had no guides
Ain't on no Percocet, I'm just itchin' to catch a body
Check my bank account, label sent another deposit
Don't know who to trust, I got skeletons in my closet

[Verse 1: Dee Watkins]
He a hard-headed n*gga with a pocket full of bands
I ain't even gotta rap no more, I do it for my fans
I head they plottin' on me, we just [bought a chopper?] from Japan
Sticky moves with that tool, show them b*tches you ain't playin'
I got this sh*t from out the mud, ain't nobody give me sh*t
So when I tell a n*gga, "No." Don't go to actin' like a b*tch
I'm still stayin' out the way, I can't get caught up in the mix
Just talked to Peezy say, "Boy, you goin' harder than a b*tch."
Why would I lie to you and say this sh*t was easy?
(Gasky got that gas) (This sh*t ain't easy)
Don't say you love me knowin' you ain't really mean it
(You don't mean that sh*t)
[Chorus: Dee Watkins]
I'm just a wild child, lost in the streets ain't had no guides
Ain't on no Percocet, I'm just itchin' to catch a body
Check my bank account, label sent another deposit
Don't know who to trust, I got skeletons in my closet

[Verse 2: OMB Peezy]
Yeah, we livin' wild wild, but when I make it we gon' ball out
Don't talk murder-for-hire you know them folks won't check [?]
[?] when I shot that boy for me, so they my dogs y'all
OMB forever, know I'm on the way when y'all call
[?] so I guess we even
Gotta slim b*tch eatin' meat and she just told me she was vegan
[?] them bullets rainin' in the season
[A brick baby?], sticks blazin' anybody play with Peezy (Grrah)
Easy, we gonna achieve it without ever
[A pair of old smokin' the lan your bushes?] with a barometer
I'm in the boeuf [á la?] come to beef and we 'bout whatever
Don't give a f*ck if you a OG [La Quinta?] get to the ghetto

[Chorus: Dee Watkins]
I'm just a wild child, lost in the streets ain't had no guides
(Gasky got that gas)
Ain't on no Percocet, I'm just itchin' to catch a body
Check my bank account, label sent another deposit
Don't know who to trust, I got skeletons in my closet
[Outro]
Ah, yeah
And we ballin'
Gang