Wing It

Yeah
Yeah boy
Yeah girl
Get ready to get on the mother fucking dance floor
Now y'all's funky ass bass line coming right up
Uh
I think it's the funkiest track I've ever could hear
Mother fucker yeah coming so clear
Like I'm in the fucking lair that I'd be fuckin spraying on
In my studio in the mother fucking zone
Yeah ya heard it before
Yeah it's coming of course
Like another fucking rhyme I bring it in time
Keeping my mind in check
And always just relaxing so I can keep it going
Real steady make it happen
Mother fucker God damn with the master plan
It's going down same lyrics again
But that's ok cuz I like to spray them out man
So listen to the chorus cuz its a killer jam

I just wanna know
I just wanna know if you can wing it
If you can wing it

Yeah I like to freestyle
And just wing it when I do that shit
I like to bring it cuz I'm too legit to fucking quit it
Yeah I like to mother fucking sing it right out
When I'm not rapping I'm just quiet like a mouse
Hushed up yeah
Not speaking of course
Just ripping the rhymes for the hot ass verse
It's so loud I can't even stand it
Mother fucker yea it should be fuckin banned
Band with it
Mother fucker yeah I gotta stand with it
Cuz I'm the one who fucking made the jam
So sit back relax and just jam my man

I just wanna know
I just wanna know if you can wing it
If you can wing it

So I wanna know if you if you can wing it
You can bring it you can freestyle and flow
And fucking kick it with me and with me and we can after glow alive
And we can be free in the sky mother fucker
To nose dive and swan dive right outta the sky
I don't need a parachute cuz I can fucking fly
Hooray yippity yo yippity yay yeah come on get paid every day
Mother fucker yea Its just two week till I can I can get paid again
On the daily grind my man
Coming thru yeah like I got big shoes to fill
Yeah but I'm hollering out for them thrills
Yeah cuz I'm kind of a mother fucking big deal

I just wanna know
I just wanna know if you can wing it
If you can wing it

Yeah I had to get my head on right so I can ignite it all tonight
On the microphone live
Bringing it right funky with this funky ass style
That I like to do right now
Off the top of my head
I like to keep it funky yea and I don't need a vest
Yeah Unless Ive got a life jacket man
Mother fucker yeah so id be floating my man
Hell yea that s what's up
City of Angels City of Luck
City of the DC zone mother fucker yeah
Bring it from coast to coast you know
I'm not alone I like to roll so strong
I got my homies on the east and the west you know
In the north and the south they be all over the place
In the middle of the land that we call the American race



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Greco
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