Wild N Out (feat. Dee Gudda)
Hunnet Round
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Gudda too bangin Aye dee gudda after this junt they gone want a mixtape We gone have to name that hoe Hunnet too bangin Might up off the rip if you slip on this drip You see this clip poking out on my hip Poen up lean everytime that I sip So don't disrespect me and pass me no fifth I think they finally catchin my drift I done ran thru 50 first half of the year And I still aint broke, must've thought it was a joke Know my face card good every check gone clear Belly getting pudgy ian sippin no beer Bougie ass nigga probably somewhere eating deer I been flying lately guess I conquered that fear Blow a bag on my babies and another on jewelry Aint nunna this blurry, but somebody somewhere hating it's disturbing Them to see a young nigga making it, they worried I'm coming for the crown, we'll I am so hurry Run quick fast, I'm on yo ass in a fury Dee gudda dropped the beat now it's time to go wild out Ian gone stop til them niggas throw the towel out How tf you foul out, then try to steal my style now Always been the goat I'm tryna pass it to my child now Back against the ropes I never backed down or tapped out Still that same youngin wit the magnum in the trap house Honestly we laid our head there so we aint trap out it If you aint loyal customer, you can't even map out it Now a days, im making plays wit my feet up Johnny blaze wit this fye you'll get heat up Yea I'm strapped, but you still can get beat up Nah that's cap, gotta keep me heater I dropped way harder they became believers Bigger than you, can't pick out wit a tweezer Feelin like ye but I never bought yeezys Why would I Niggas in jail be gettin em freely And ian wearin shìt that make me wanna say free me Ap on my back but ima g unlike stevie If you didnt get the hint ima apg demon Scheming and dreaming, tryna make a million At 99.9 ima be dreaming bout a billion Naw ian doing fine til I see millions in my children Bank account, like thank god that I made it out I'm tryna be just like nick hop out wit drums and sticks Nah im trippin I meant to say wild and out Coach done put me in the game, fast breaking the lane Beginning to end aint no timing out I put my name on a chain, got tired of the misspelling Bitch put respect on the brand United we stand, I f*ck wit the klan I don't f*ck wit niggas, must thought I was playing Fukkkem, ima say that shit when I want too See me in person, please tell me what you gone do Cause I done been plenty places, seen plenty faces Aint nah nigga play me, plus I'm making the first move In yo case that might be the worst move Send my mans to hurt dude You might get away just know I'm still gone hearse you You might get away just know I'm still gone blrrrd I'm tryna be just like nick hop out wit drums and sticks Nah im trippin I meant to say wild n out Coach done put me in the game, fast breaking the lane Beginning to end aint no timing out I put my name on a chain, got tired of the misspelling Bitch put respect on the brand United we stand, I f*ck wit the klan I don't f*ck wit niggas, must thought I was playing Fukkkem
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Written by: Derion Vaughn, Deshawn Lester
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