Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wild Thoughts, artist - K-Trap. Date of issue: 14.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wild Thoughts |
| Can’t lie it been a while putting soft in my Pyrex bowl |
| Could’ve just flied it home |
| Still got paper plans |
| AB still wants 1000 grams |
| Driller with sauce |
| This spinner’s got force |
| Can’t be a normal statistic |
| Manna gotta make a change |
| Young fly boy from the hood |
| Still putting salad cream on my steak |
| Still playing boss while they play loss |
| Still got the straightest drop and their things bosh |
| What a shame |
| Them man’s screens' is loading |
| And I’ve colocked the game |
| For a man with no guns or funds |
| Don’t you think you got a lot to say |
| I took a lot of time to pree the game |
| And no it’s mine |
| Pretty girl on my right |
| Louboutin heels just giving her height |
| Says she wanna be my wife |
| But I’m alright that’s giving her rights |
| You think she can run my life |
| Rather give her this phone like run this line |
| And make sure it run’s alright |
| Just linked John with the pick of the bobs |
| All coppers long as a man go right |
| Just met a brand new bitch |
| She’ll fuck as long as your paper’s straight |
| She just wanna take this dick |
| And take new pics on expensive dates |
| Life does a lot but it’s cool I can manage |
| The guys still out her banging |
| Cannon, trying to leave them man cabbage |
| Can’t you see the d-square sagging |
| Don’t even ask if I brang it |
| Don’t even ask if it’s full to the brim |
| Don’t even ask if I tan him |
| Normal stuff, loyalty and trust |
| Bang for my bros that’s normal |
| Feel like Rihanna with this thing on me |
| I just get the wildest thoughts |
| WIld, wild, wild, wild |
| Lemme just spin this ting |
| And put him in the ground, ground, ground |
| Normal stuff, loyalty and trust |
| Bang for my bros that’s normal |
| Feel like Rihanna with this thing on me |
| I just get the wildest thoughts |
| WIld, wild, wild, wild |
| Lemme just spin this ting |
| And put him in the ground, ground, ground |
| Step 10 man, 10 chains hanging, like we hit a little goal |
| See bro buss down a box |
| Then buss down a watch |
| His wrist just froze |
| Came a long way from nothing, work hard for mine |
| I don’t really dance in the dance |
| But the rocks in my chain just dance all night |
| And cause she see the «K» just frozen |
| She just wanna buss that thing right open |
| Foot down in a German |
| She just determined, she just want throat it |
| But life ain’t fun and games, I still got a cannon I roll with |
| Man, I don’t send my man with the matic |
| He’ll have his jacket just floating |
| Show my man about foul play |
| All my niggas sound just spazzing |
| Now it’s DSQ and Balmain |
| Louis, Dolce, Gucc, Dwellers and DayDays too |
| Before I spent cash on these Loubs |
| I double this 2 in a q |
| Double this 2 in a q |
| Can’t lie it been a while putting soft in my Pyrex bowl |
| Could’ve just flied it home |
| Still got paper plans |
| AB still wants 1000 grams |
| Can’t be a normal statistic |
| Manna gotta make a change |
| Young fly boy from the hood |
| Still putting salad cream on my steak |
| Can’t be a normal statistic |
| Manna gotta make a change |
| Young fly boy from the hood |
| Still putting salad cream on my steak |