Uhhhhh
Uhhh
Yeah yeah
Uhhhhh
Uhhh
Yeah yeah
Wildin
Stalin
Cut to the money like sonic
Whoa

I'm wildin
What the fuck am I signin?
Designer my body I'm stylin?
Trap hard 'til I find it (yeah)
Money on your head
Lil nigga I don't know why you wildin
Homies that I met
They just coming through my drive way (yeah)
It's only my niggas I'ma ride for (yeah)
It's only my niggas I'ma die for (yeah)
But shorty she just trippin why you lie for? (yeah)
Free my bros out them cages this is my court (yeah)

Back then I started off with dirty shoes
Winter time with some dirty boots
I was hanging out in the nerdy school
And now I'm with my broski's
I'm proud I need a trophy
And now she claim she know me
Like check the score, like 4-3
My future watch a rollie
They ring my line like holy
Like quit that you don't know me
And imma keep on going hard till they call me OG
Never talk to the police, nigga snitching on my homie
Shoutout broski Jovi, she ride me like a pony
Had her show me, niggas used to hate back then I was lonely
Now they wanna show me love, is it cause a nigga up?
I'm too high and I'm stuck, shawty wanna give it up
Going hard been shittin luck, STN my clique we up
Now she wanna kiss and hug, and now she want a dinner huh
She playing guess I need a pump, only real ones in my blood
If it bros I got 'nough, red dot it ain't a blush
Shawty tryna treat me rough
Lil Berete I came klutch, yeah
Lil nigga I'm shit that you can't flush

I'm wildin
What the fuck am I signin?
Designer my body I'm stylin?
Trap hard 'til I find it (yeah)
Money on your head
Lil nigga I don't know why you wildin
Homies that I met
They just coming through my drive way (yeah)
It's only my niggas I'ma ride for (yeah)
It's only my niggas I'ma die for (yeah)
But shorty she just trippin why you lie for? (yeah)
Free my bros out them cages this is my court (yeah)

My niggas they locked for time
And I'm still on my grind
It's like gold I gotta find
These hoes just give their mind
Like gold I gotta shine
Put a four in the eight no nine
Never ate like all night
From the bottom yeah I gotta get it
For my family yeah I gotta win it
Peregrine you can call it spinach
Yes I won't meet how he know I hit it
Ice getting colder, Spanish bitch like hola
I drink the hate like it's cola
I'm in the sky with a refa
Case a hero with a nina
I was on the block with a ball like FIFA
Yeah, yeah and I was in the hut like they can't see us
Yeah, I can't stop until I get me a freezer
From my OG I learned how to nip get the re-up

I'm wildin
What the fuck am I signin?
Designer my body I'm stylin?
Trap hard 'til I find it (yeah)
Money on your head
Lil nigga I don't know why you wildin
Homies that I met
They just coming through my drive way (yeah)
It's only my niggas I'ma ride for (yeah)
It's only my niggas I'ma die for (yeah)
But shorty she just trippin why you lie for? (yeah)
Free my bros out them cages this is my court (yeah)