Wild West

Got me a horse like the Wild West Smoking exotic my gas the best Fold under pressure your partner said Red and black skin on a Texas tech Came to the block yo squad fled cause we coming like a marching band Smashed his hoe I'm a bad man Dressed in Gucci that dapper dan You do what you do til you make it I'm a real one so why would I fake it I Pop at ya crib like it's maintenance I'm just a og in the making I don't want yo hoe like I'm taken I'm fly in the air like a raven Black never crack on this foreign I painted Got me some dawgs and them niggas is tameless Right in the head we leaving em brainless Wishing I'm dead, i know I ain't stainless Shawty give head, she thinking I'm famous Walk on a ledge, my life is too dangerous Like f*ck what you talking bout You been in the streets get the word out It's stanky my trap like a outhouse I'm royalty niggas gone bow down That Fake love can't be around Diamonds on my teeth, I got bright smile I'm stuck in the booth, it's gone be awhile Got 5 choppers In a penthouse Get up out my phone She twerking to my song I'm dripping in V Lone This pill I'm trippin on I can't do no wrong She say I'm a dog, but she wanna bone I hit it then I'm gone Designer on me and I mix match He calling he wanting his bitch back This money with me I can't detach I'm drawing it back like a quarterback Like a DN I want a sack This Nina be catching whoever lack Been sippin this lean like it's a Similac I'm a big dog you a lil cat Got me a horse like the Wild West Smoking exotic my gas the best Fold under pressure your partner said Red and black skin on a Texas tech Came to the block yo squad fled cause we coming like a marching band Smashed his hoe I'm a bad man Dressed in Gucci that dapper dan Dirty sprite got a cool fizz Most niggas don't know what real is I'm First class for the business I'm riding around with a dark tint The police on me like what's happening This life I been living extravagant Can't f*ck with no hoe who be arrogant I'm say it once I won't say again I'm seeing the hate through the Ray Bands Got a white baddie with a spray tan I'm Shipping packs like the mailman I know I'm great like I'm Welven I'm looking to bring all the bags in For the cash I got me a passion I got it like why you is asking My closet is drenched with this fashion Yeah, I got what you looking for Come in, shut the door Stop playing and get yo hoe This clip gone wipe your nose My neck be looking froze Don't stop so red mean go I'm leaving the case closed Thought you already know For the money you know imma sprint She cappin, she got me so bent She calling on me for the rent You know I ain't paying yo shit Yo wallet is filled up with lent Her booty is fat with a dent He broke he ain't getting a cent Water my ice on my wrist and my neck It is a must I need my respect If she outta line I put her in check I don't got the time, break up in a text She wasn't that fine, I'm on to the next I swing on a vine, I'm always gone flex This rari go fast, I pray ion wreck I shoot for the stars, don't settle for less Its all on her face I made shawty a mess Yeah, you know what I'm saying, f*ck all the haters Yeah, none of y'all can't feel real Nah, none of y'all gone stop me You know what I'm saying Yeah Hold up, you know that I'm back in it My money be long like giraffes in it I'm flipping through bags like a damn penny I'm all on the block I ain't talking Jenny I'm sippin too much I keep pouring Henny I'm bustin his head like a blueberry Nightmare on the street, shit is getting scary Headband man no Jason Terry