D Boy - Wild текст песни

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, I am Steve-O

Hahahahahah, ah-hah!

Cobain's back, yeah, Cobain's back

Got all these crazy white boys yelling Cobain's back

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy

I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need O's

(Yeah, 2 Chainz!)

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me 2 Chainz

Eat your girl, wear my necklace, call it food chain

I'm a wild boy, been that way for a while boy

All I kill is beats and pussy, still ain't went on trial for it

Southside, my chain glowing, If them lames going then I ain't going

My aim good, my pistol dirty, chopper clean them like dish detergent

Kobe Bryant but the sicker version,

Big Meech but the spitter version Meek Milly!

Stacey Dash but a thicker version (Maybach

Music), getting head while the engine running, ugh!

Aye, I'm a wild boy, strapped down like a cowboy

I'm really in the game, you just a towel boy

I pull up in that thang all on them alloys

With so many karats on, Bugs Bunny'll die for

Your bitch call me Steve-O, cause I ball like I'm D-Rose

My neck be on sub-zero and I won't save her, no hero

My wrist done cost me a 'Maro, got your whip on my wrist

You keep my name in your mouth but

It keep your bitch on my dick, nigga!

Bitch, I got my beanie and my hoodie.

Here go the dick, bet you know where to put it

I'm rougher than Buckwheat's hair,

You niggas softer than Jell-O pudding

I stack them up,

I keep counting digits, you falling down to London bridges

Laughing at you bitches like "Na-na

Boo boo", bitch, cause I'm back up in here

I rip it up,

I put it down when it get mean, 2 Chain, Meek Mill with the nicotine

French Montana and Machine Gun Kelly,

I ain't gotta tell you how I act on 16

Gangstas don't dance no more, pussy ass nigga better stay in his place

How many times you seen one fucking rapper

Kill so many mother fucking rappers with an 8?

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy

I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need O's

R-r-riding with them young boys, rolling up that O-G

Rather have a hothead than to have some cold feet

Homeboy it's a new day, all my jewels is Blu-Ray

On your wife like Cool J, beat it up like the new Dre

Money here be too grown, f-f-fresher than a newborn

They try to sign a whole group, started from the group home

Moving like a boss move, MGK my dawg, fool

You know I'm a wild boy, cocaine cowboy

Had a show in Cleveland, law shut it down

Dropped that gangsta shit, security couldn't control the crowd

Bitches on that drank, my niggas on that loud

Niggas talking foul, my pistol talking POW!

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, I'm a dope boy

Top gone (transparent) where it go boy?

Lamb fettuccine sauce, inside broccoli

Got that Machine Gun Kelly and it's screamin' "Cock me"

Everybody shut up (shut up) Couple of them ready to do it different

Whenever I tell them bitches to come up (come up) And

I ain't talking 'bout the stairs, I'm talking for air

Somebody light a blunt up (blunt up),

Call me Steve-O bitch, I put a nut up

In front of your mother's face like it's nothing.

Puff it till my eyes yellow when I'm with them, sun up (what up?)

What I need a shirt for? What I need a shirt for?

Tatt'ed up from my head to toe like what I need this shirt fo?

What do I need to work for? I smack the boss at my job, boy

Fucking hoes like I'm Austin Powers

Giving golden showers, that's wild boy (Kells)

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy

I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need O's

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy

Hahahahahah

D Boy - Wild

Текст песни Wild - D Boy