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WILD.WILD.WEST.
Hip-Hop/Rap
WILD.WILD.WEST. was released on January 13, 2026 by Lil Grmx as a part of the album You're Not Alone, You're Loved.
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Release DateJanuary 13, 2026
LabelLil Grmx
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Allan Armand Kulenga
Allan Armand Kulenga
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allan Armand Kulenga
Allan Armand Kulenga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Allan Armand Kulenga
Allan Armand Kulenga
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall
Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall
These ****, they want me to fall. The diet I'm eating, it's kosher
I'm fuckin that bitch today, I'm giving her back tomorrow
I don't shop at the mall, put that shit up like a poster
I'm giving that bitch away; she better not come back tomorrow
I'm sitting in the back because I'm living my life like a star
It's a whole lot of sticks in the car; it look like the president riding in the car
I'm peeping the cap, my dawg, I already know that you flaw
I already know who you are, lil bitch, I already know what you are
The hating, it's got me apalled, I can't let these **** get closer
I know I'm the shit today, I'll clean up my act tomorrow
These ****, they want me to fall. I'm flying this bitch, fuck a chauffeur
I usually lift away and then I come back tomorrow
Riding around dirty with a whip on my neck, both of my rings got bling blaow
Put a bad bitch on a little bit of jet, all of these hoes they beaned out
**** grew up in the Wild Wild West, how the fuck you gon' tell me we ain't wild
Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall
These ****, they want me to fall. The diet I'm eating, it's kosher
I'm fuckin that bitch today, I'm giving her back tomorrow
I don't shop at the mall, put that shit up like a poster
I'm giving that bitch away; she better not come back tomorrow
I'm sitting in the back because I'm living my life like a star
It's a whole lot of sticks in the car; it look like the president riding in the car
I'm peeping the cap, my dawg, I already know that you flaw
I already know who you are, lil bitch, I already know what you are
The hating, it's got me apalled, I can't let these **** get closer
I know I'm the shit today, I'll clean up my act tomorrow
These ****, they want me to fall. I'm flying this bitch, fuck a chauffeur
I usually lift away and then I come back tomorrow
Riding around dirty with a whip on my neck, both of my rings got bling blaow
Put a bad bitch on a little bit of jet, all of these hoes they beaned out
**** grew up in the Wild Wild West, how the fuck you gon' tell me we ain't wild
Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall
Written by: Allan Armand Kulenga
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