Lyrics Wild Child - 18veno

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