lirik lagu retch - wildin' out fr
[verse 1]
19, was in the club, i was servin’ in the vip
parked up in front the church, caught the service from the whip
sh-t, was gettin’ closer to the lord from out the foreign
huh, i might be tourin’, but i got through joints for the jordan
6 rings all vv, the b-tches from the tv, they be right here, n-gga, 3d
know that was your homie, but we had to knock your man off
and applause made the song, we done been went and ran off
had work inside the roof and we had pistols in the jansport
b-tches sendin’ pictures, i just send ’em to the airport
hey, baby, send that p-ssy through the air for me
the way she slurp me up be feelin’ like she care for me
ha, but i know better, most these b-tches for the temporary
we love a thottie? that’ll be the month of nevruary
cartier, i heard you say that boy a visionary
if it was love, then why i never get a visit, bailey
live, tote them trizzys, it had really hit me
it be the n-ggas in your pictures tryna put you 6 feet
take ’em back to the days trappin’ off the 6 speed
i might go diddy on the jack like, n-gga, what the l!ck read
[chorus]
be with n-ggas wildin’ out for real though, ha
shootin’ at the innocent then talk to god and sin again
and we be kickin’ sh-t up like a field goal
get intimate with women friends, we tryna f-ck your friend and ’em
and i ain’t tryna f-ck none of these weirdos, ha
’cause we be on some different sh-t, my shooters on some pimpin’ sh-t
and i been sippin’ codeine by my dead bros
the times i’ll never get again, i down a cup to feel again
[verse 2]
most my enemies be n-ggas i ain’t never heard of
i only bought this b-tch a purse so i could tuck the burner
he got us talkin’ like what they like do not concern us
i buy your murders the same way i buy a burger
bunch of far rice, festival was on you n-ggas
i let you know right in your face if i don’t rock with n-ggas
i done had the tré shots that had to box with n-ggas
i used to have a lot of friends, i had to drop some n-ggas
they ain’t gon’ tell you, but the truth’s i did a lot for n-ggas
knife in my back, you sure don’t pat is what i got from n-ggas
i’m p-ssy divin’ with the n-gga that done shot them n-ggas
the p-ssy fire but i love it when she top a n-gga
audi r8, bustin’ down some posse n-ggas
you can get cut like jimmy brooks, we jimmy hoffin’ n-ggas
phone so poppin’ that i dead be sendin’ “stops” to n-ggas
i knew your mother back when she used to cop it, n-gga
[chorus]
be with n-ggas wildin’ out for real though, ha
shootin’ at the innocent then talk to god and sin again
and we be kickin’ sh-t up like a field goal
get intimate with women friends, we tryna f-ck your friend and ’em
and i ain’t tryna f-ck none of these weirdos, ha
’cause we be on some different sh-t, my shooters on some pimpin’ sh-t
and i been sippin’ codeine by my dead bros
the times i’ll never get again, i down a cup to feel again
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