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Wildin (feat. Luizana)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wildin (feat. Luizana) was released on August 8, 2025 by Made Gang Music Llc / Made Nation Llc as a part of the album United We Stand Divided We Fall
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Release DateAugust 8, 2025
LabelMade Gang Music Llc / Made Nation Llc
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MGM Stanlo
MGM Stanlo
Rap
MGM Yung Reed
MGM Yung Reed
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven D. Morgan
Steven D. Morgan
Songwriter
Charles Earl Reed Jr
Charles Earl Reed Jr
Songwriter
Stanley Richardson
Stanley Richardson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rodnae Da Boss
Rodnae Da Boss
Producer

Lyrics

Reed, you know what it is, yeah, I'ma just run it, look,
You know I'm gon' be wildin' with my ****
Fuck around, it's gon' get violent with my ****
Yeah, yeah, shit, we only 5 deep, but it's feelin' like we 30
**** buckin', it ain't even 12:30,
The DJ got his motherfucker jumpin',
**** bangin' in this bitch, you think it's Compton
Nah, we from that L-O-U-I-S-I-A-N-A, well, we don't play
You try us pussy, that ain't in our DNA
**** loadin' on that Henny, no more Paul or E&J,
Me and Reed makin, moves
Shit, let's win a VMA
If you come down to that boot, you playin' games, it ain't safe
**** try to slide in, you wont make it home safe, wildin'
That drink all good
That smoke all good
Gettin' loaded like we should
Everything all good
These bitches all bad
My **** all that
We doin' everything
This bitch off the chain
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
Lights off, everybody be quiet
Real G's, don't speak, you know, we creep in silence
**** know I be wildin, show them how the gang do
Made and, gettin' paid and got more pull than a train do
Say, Reed, pass the cup, fuck it let's buy some bottles here
And drown bitches in liquor and, make them follow us out of here
Ain't trippin' on they ****, cause my **** on that messy shit
Play, I can get you rubber banned, yeah, we stretchin' shit
My **** all good, and my bitches all bad
I fuck em' good and send em' home I guess they **** all mad
I really ain't tryin' to brag, but you know how the game go
Yunggin' do his thang you betta' ask about Yung Stanlo we wildin'
That drink all good
That smoke all good
Gettin' loaded like we should
Everything all good
These bitches all bad
My **** all that
We doin' everything
This bitch off the chain
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
Dog I goes in like i never come out
I be in the hood, where you never come out
Closet ass ****, boy you need to come out
I keep fuckin' these hoes, until I bring that cum out
Bartender pour me up, nah' just pass the bottle here
I be on that brown, I really don't be drinking clear
I be on that gangsta shit dawg, you better listen clear
My dawgs be loose, loose
My hoes be loose too
Shout out to that east side, oh yeah, it's so true
Bucket to the ceilin' with the liquor and the killer
I ain't worried bout you ****, we rockin' like that
Shout out to the Roe City, we be wildin' like that
That drink all good
That smoke all good
Gettin' loaded like we should
Everything all good
These bitches all bad
My **** all that
We doin' everything
This bitch off the chain
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
I be wildin' with my ****, wildin' with my bitches
Written by: Charles Earl Reed Jr, Stanley Richardson, Steven D. Morgan
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