Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wild West, artist - Yung Bans. Album song Yung Bans, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Foundation
Song language: English
Wild West |
Eat that pussy like it’s lunch |
Yeah, she eat the dick just like it’s food |
Young nigga so smooth, ayy |
Ridin' round with a tool, ayy |
Glock .40, no deuce deuce |
Nigga hit ya, it’s a blood pool, ayy |
Glock .40, no deuce deuce |
Nigga hit ya, it’s a blood pool, ayy |
Ayy, in the wild, wild west (Huh, ayy) |
Bih, we serve and protect (Yeah) |
Got on a bullet proof vest (Huh, yeah) |
Nigga try me, he get blessed (Huh, ayy) |
In the gang I trust (Yeah) |
In the gang I trust (Yeah, huh) |
In the gang I trust (Huh, ayy) |
Turn him to some diamond dust |
In my Glock, yeah, I trust |
We too strapped, ne’er bust |
Yung Weej, I been doin' this shit |
Your favorite rapper is new to this shit |
Pull up in Benzes, that’s how I get comin' |
I pull up the .40, they duck and they runnin' |
Pass we goin' fast soon as they comin' |
They send the money, but the pack never came in |
Fuck the cops, they can put me in Juvie |
I been runnin' it up, my life is a movie |
Pour up a 8, 4 would do nothin' to me |
If you smokin' woods, don’t pass it to me |
Quali or Tech, I be buyin' it all |
I don’t pop pills, but I need them percs |
I need the Easter pink, where that shit at |
'Cause I pull up right now, I’ll buy that shit off |
In the wild, wild west |
Where we tote them .40s so we don’t call for protect |
And when the cops ask us something, ain’t got shit to say |
I sip straight drought, none of my shit is fake |
Ayy, in the wild, wild west (Huh, ayy) |
Bih, we serve and protect (Yeah) |
Got on a bullet proof vest (Huh, yeah) |
Nigga try me, he get blessed (Huh, ayy) |
In the gang I trust (Yeah) |
In the gang I trust (Yeah, huh) |
In the gang I trust (Huh, ayy) |
Turn him to some diamond dust |