Wild Child

Ayy LayZ, what's up? Ayo Pluto, you goin' brazy Ayy Sometimes I get in my feelings Sometimes I feel like I'm tripping Get away from me, that's like social distance Fuck relations, I don't do good with feelings Fuck 12, fuck the police Got a brand new stick Got a bad lil' bitch riding 'round in the front seat If I up with the stick I'ma shoot 'til it click, these niggas don't know me I ain't never have shit I was down on my dick posted up on the front street Posted up on the front street tryna get a backend (uh) My brother with me and he got the packs in Something like a band, how them choppers get to clapping I be in the trap, I ain't really with the rapping Something like a band, on your street, we be marching I'm with the gang, not a regular artist I got the stick in the mall while I'm shopping Try to rob, I'ma hit like I play for the Dodgers This shit a hobby Got these racks all in my pocket These bitches, they be steady joking I ain't have an option I really come from the street, I was trapping in Deerwood Apartments This shit turned me heartless If you lay down with the fleas, then your ass can get up like a dog I was sleep on the carpet All of that cap in your rap, boy You need to stop with all the flogging All of that faking 30 shots on the Glock, I let it blow I come from the trenches, I was sleep on the floor I was 14 when I lost big bro Badass jit posted up at the store Badass jit serving narcotics Got a new stolo, this bitch here a big body Disrespect gang, the whole four, they gon' hit 'bout it Better know that I never lack, I keep the stick 'round me Sometimes I get in my feelings Sometimes I feel like I'm tripping Get away from me, that's like social distance Fuck relations, I don't do good with feelings