WILDING

She wants some money, she wants some ice
She wants some barbecue, she want some fries
I'm feeling sober sober oh no I lie
The range rover wait is over, you are surprised

Aso me do it I'm willing, check the Louis V I'm styling
Popping up see them man gliding, sweet girl your inna your inbox I'm sliding

Get down on the bed and get your legs up, i'm sliding in your womb and get you messed up
I pour my babies right on your face, told her I'm not ready for no kids till I cash out
No condoms this my pulling out week, if I cum in your p then I was feeling all weak

As3m no 3mfa me ho ah I swear I won't speak, straight convoy into the pent hall week
Look! aso me do it, bomboclat I'm on the road I'm dodging bullet
See me far gone man I high to the fullest, lid boy a devil take me to the evil forest
Y'all are my targets
I got dump so I'm back on the market
Aiming at the star and I'm shooting like a rocket
Fully man strap see my lighter in my pocket
Y'all ladies sweet when you rocking in your joggers

Same people but them different colors
Mad men around but it's different manners
Killaman killaman killaman killaman
When I'm ready I don't want see no bad next
Monsan moakyi nk) na gyama panyin nni mo fie
I'm standing for the streets, I'm coming like a beast
Mo nsi ghetto h) mmisa na mo mo nnim me yie
Me makyer3 mo s3 meno mey3 goon hw3 menie mey3 don
Koti nso b3pue mu ha dier ah I am gone
3y3 twe na passe from where I was born
Real shit i like your body Hw3 na wany3 long
All I've got is me and me and my song
Me and me and

She wants some money, she wants some ice
She wants some barbecue, she want some fries
I'm feeling sober sober oh no I lie
The range rover wait is over, you are surprised



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Aboagye
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