(Hook) Wilding the fuck out
Tryna get a buck out
Who knew I would luck out
Momma didn’t but Im on a fucking roll now (Waho)
Im on a fucking roll now (Waho)
(Verse 1) Tryna cop that t shirt
You stuck in the bleachers
You can’t get a feature
Off my dick you leecher
Wanna act like you ain't hit that boy I know that you been seen her
Ive been grinding in the basement so long man my fucking knees hurt
PAUSE
Its a flaw
Got a 7 and a half inch penis hidden in my drawers
Cut the bullshit
Cut the loss
Y’all are stupid
Im a star
I done did this myself it just might blow up for me tomorrow
Get the fuck outta my face
(Verse 2) Moth to that flame
Dopamine to my brain
Send her fucking send her
Pouring cats and dogs when it rains
Yeah I cried a little bit
But I realized that ain't sane
The fuck am I saying
Fuck that bitch im out here hanging
With my boys
Making noise
Making product feel like Im getting woody man where’s the toys
Yo my shits so fire enough to go and get that shit from troy
Im on top of the world man y’all some fucking boys
Make some noise