ACE_OP - Wildin' Lyrics

Bitch I'm wilding I'm a fool with it
I'm gone tear this bitch up you better give me fucking room with it
Trippie juicy what to do with it
We're not the same you for show I'm the screw in it

I'm a fool with this shit by this time I think you know
I got money and dick did I say that yeah so
I ain't capping, barely rapping never acting all pro
Through the vision of my eyes put the go before the pro
4, 4, 4k ultra to that 3D shit
You won't need no glasses for this 3 piece glitch
Sending r.i.p's through yo whip you'll shit
And I'm coded to the game so your kids not it
Less you fucking with mines or you planning well shit
Boss moves bitcoin on the toilet you'll sit
With yo kids in the basement centipede I'm sick
Bitch I'm wildin second thought because of you I'm on tip
Made a ten hour drive half the time push the whip
When I see you hop out all black either whip
On a mission straight fishing cast out pistol whip
You a whole ass bitch I ain't got to clutch the grip

Bitch I'm wilding I'm a fool with it
I'm gone tear this bitch up you better give me fucking room in it
Trippie juicy fit tux I knows what to do with it
We're not the same you for show I'm the screw in it
Screwed down tight I'm the might I'm a boss
When the last time have you seen me asking for some money boy
Over several racks of paper in the bank offshores
I be wildin if you catch me in the city all the hoes can hop aboard

Bitch I'm wildin is you rolling bitch I might be
Bitch I'm wildin is you rolling bitch I might be
Bitch I'm wildin is you rolling bitch I might be
Bitch I'm wildin is you rolling bitch I might be

3 Days straight triple stacker I'm skating
Like a arab got the whip on two wheels I'm payton
Blowing rounds out the dash like I'm Marcus no patience
Or I'm Lowery rather short or go loan I'm painting
Yo whole dash splatter with yo hitters brain Matter
Cause we know you ain't a hitter but you next I'm coming after
Fast and furious transformers switch the whip cause muscle matter
And if I see you with my bitch hit her dog man you can have her
I ain't fighting over pussy while y'all dying over pussy
Super mushy bitch ways got y'all crying over pussy
Cause I ain't fighting for the pussy don't mean I am something mushy
Something sweet whip cream cause I'll toast you like a cookie
Boy
You say you seen me well why you ain't get with me boy
Talking out the side of yo neck being tough Huh
Well all that talking gone get you stretched with that tech Ugh
From a 9 to a 40 you'll rest cheddar checked up
And bitches love these bum ass niggas easy to check on
Whipless driving all of her cars you getting stepped on
Never got a bottle to ball you getting flexed on
Versace you ain't cop from the mall fuguzzy dressed bum

Bitch I'm wilding I'm a fool with it
I'm gone tear this bitch up you better give me with it
Trippie juicy fit tux I knows what to do with it
We're not the same you for show I'm the screw in it
Screwed down tight I'm the might I'm a boss
When the last time have you seen me asking for some money boy
Over several racks of paper in the bank offshores
I be wildin if you catch me in the city all the hoes can hop aboard