Wildin' Out
Four pockets full I'm rolling like Lil Baby
When I step up in the spot I go ape
I don't go to Walmart no more I go to Gucci
Vvs chains on me lookin like Lucci
Woke my ass up to a check
Told that bitch to give me neck
I'm smoking loud it made me wild
Don't treat me like your child
Hop off a jet then smile
When I was in the house I swear I was so lazy
I had so many rules in the house it was crazy
In the house sippin lean gettin faded
Had to run it up on some fucking bullshit
I just popped a bean I be fuckin rollin
Baby want a fat wood I be rollin
Baby drive that rari like you stole it
Pull up on my court I be fuckin ballin
Who want all the smoke cause I fuckin got it
When I'm with you I be fuckin tarded
Private Jet yeah we just boarded
Baby gave me top had to record it
50 bitches on the yatch yeah we cruzin
Wok in my double cup I be pourin
Fuck you thought this was bitch cause these other hoes so borin
Took some drugs now I'm soarin
Ballin like I'm mike I'm scorin
Slat Slat
Run up a check hop in the rafe
Racks in safe
Yo hoe wanna date
Vans no skate
Ap on my left always late
Four pockets full I'm rolling like Lil Baby
When I step up in the spot I go ape
I don't go to Walmart no more I go to Gucci
Vvs chains on me lookin like Lucci
Woke my ass up to a check
Told that bitch to give me neck
I'm smoking loud it made me wild
Don't treat me like your child
Hop off a jet then smile
When I was in the house I swear I was so lazy
I had so many rules in the house it was crazy
In the house sippin lean gettin faded
When I step up in the spot I go ape
I don't go to Walmart no more I go to Gucci
Vvs chains on me lookin like Lucci
Woke my ass up to a check
Told that bitch to give me neck
I'm smoking loud it made me wild
Don't treat me like your child
Hop off a jet then smile
When I was in the house I swear I was so lazy
I had so many rules in the house it was crazy
In the house sippin lean gettin faded
Had to run it up on some fucking bullshit
I just popped a bean I be fuckin rollin
Baby want a fat wood I be rollin
Baby drive that rari like you stole it
Pull up on my court I be fuckin ballin
Who want all the smoke cause I fuckin got it
When I'm with you I be fuckin tarded
Private Jet yeah we just boarded
Baby gave me top had to record it
50 bitches on the yatch yeah we cruzin
Wok in my double cup I be pourin
Fuck you thought this was bitch cause these other hoes so borin
Took some drugs now I'm soarin
Ballin like I'm mike I'm scorin
Slat Slat
Run up a check hop in the rafe
Racks in safe
Yo hoe wanna date
Vans no skate
Ap on my left always late
Four pockets full I'm rolling like Lil Baby
When I step up in the spot I go ape
I don't go to Walmart no more I go to Gucci
Vvs chains on me lookin like Lucci
Woke my ass up to a check
Told that bitch to give me neck
I'm smoking loud it made me wild
Don't treat me like your child
Hop off a jet then smile
When I was in the house I swear I was so lazy
I had so many rules in the house it was crazy
In the house sippin lean gettin faded
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Hankins
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