Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wild One, artist - Dj Kay Slay. Date of issue: 05.07.2017
Song language: English
Wild One |
| I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers |
| How you gonna hate on me? |
| These sticks, these stones be with my bones |
| I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground |
| to turn your back on me |
| Fucking with a wild, wild one |
| I’m captivatin' the bitches, gold flow in my veins |
| In my Yeezy Adidas and I’m still running from fame |
| A lot of men to recover, a lot of money to gain |
| Double M in this bitch, like Troy Ave I’ma bang |
| Double park my Carrera, ever step, that’s an error |
| Go to war for dinero, you better get on my level |
| He lost his crib to the bank, while I’m swimming in dank |
| Lessons learned in life, nigga you give or you take |
| She swallowed me on the first, still a hundred a verse |
| That boy shells in the heat cause my last season was the worst |
| Pat Riley of rap, all my niggas got rings |
| Or at least a Ferrari, they need police on the scene |
| I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers |
| How you gonna hate on me? |
| These sticks, these stones be with my bones |
| I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground |
| to turn your back on me |
| Fucking with a wild, wild one |
| I did it for the streets with my mama in mind |
| I had sex with a twin, had the other one crying |
| Our time is divine, I recline or retire |
| I ain’t tired of the grind, I’m just tired of you lying |
| Told my bitch «I got your back,» tat my name on her spine |
| Got my hand on her ass, Givenchy’s on the gas |
| Got semis in the dash, I got a van full of ballers like a soccer dad |
| I just had to laugh |
| 1−50 in reverse and I know not to crash |
| If I roll my own joints, then I’m not gon' pass |
| I’m getting more paper, I need to get me more haters |
| I got things bling and this flavor, got this shit looking like Vegas |
| I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers |
| How you gonna hate on me? |
| These sticks, these stones be with my bones |
| I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground |
| to turn your back on me |
| Fucking with a wild, wild one |
| How you feel? |
| I don’t give a fuck |
| Love to tell a bitch nigga no |
| Pussy nigga get it out the mud |
| Multi-platinum, think I’m going gold |
| Phone ringin', put 'em on hold |
| Grinding, tryna keep it in road |
| Deal with shit that you’ll never know |
| By the rules, sticking to the code |
| Fast cars, status in the game |
| Got a reputation with the name |
| Passed the lane, I just want the change |
| Rappers lame, niggas want the fame |
| Get out of the way, bitches say I changed |
| Love the Range, that’ll probly change |
| Run upon me when you think I am slipping |
| Big shit gripper, I ain’t timid |
| Brinks bricks break’em real simple |
| You would think I’m talking recompressed |
| Big bitch always giving mention |
| Feel a way to get it off your chest |
| G Shock watch tell the time |
| These blocks over here is mine |
| Crap in the barrel ass nigga |
| Grab at ya while you tryna climb |
| I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers |
| How you gonna hate on me? |
| These sticks, these stones be with my bones |
| I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground |
| to turn your back on me |
| Fucking with a wild, wild one |