Wildin the f*ck out
Tryna get a buck out
Who knew that I would luck out?
Momma didn't
But I'm on a f*cking roll now
Wildin the f*ck out
Tryna get a buck out
Who knew that I would luck out?
Momma didn't
But i'm on a f*cking roll now
Try and cop that t-shirt
You stuck in the bleachers
You can't get a feature
Off my dick, you leecher
Wanna act like you ain't hit that, boy I know that you been seen her
I been grinding in the basement so long
Man my f*cking knees hurt, pause
Its a flaw, got a seven and a half inch penis hidden in my drawers
Cut the bullshit, cut the loss
Ya'll are stupid, I'm a star
I done did this for myself, it might blow up for me tomorrow
Get the f*ck outta my face
Wildin the f*ck out
Tryna get a buck out
Who knew that I would luck out?
Momma didn't
But I'm on a f*cking roll now
Wildin the f*ck out
Tryna get a buck out
Who knew that I would luck out?
Momma didn't
But i'm on a f*cking roll now
Yeah, moth to that flame, dopamine to my brain
Send her, f*cking send her
Pourin cats and dogs when it rains
Yeah I cried a little bit, but I realized that ain't sane, yeah
The f*ck am I saying, f*ck that bitch
I'm out here hanging with my boys
Making noise, making product feel like I'm getting woody
Yo, where's the toys
Yo, my shit's so fire enough to go and get that shit from Troy
I'm on top of the world, man ya'll some f*cking boys
Make some noise, motherf*cker
Wildin the f*ck out
Tryna get a buck out
Who knew that I would luck out?
Momma didn't
But I'm on a f*cking roll now
Wildin the f*ck out
Tryna get a buck out
Who knew that I would luck out?
Momma didn't
But i'm on a f*cking roll now