Cari - WildStyLe

Excuse me sweetheart
I wanna welcome you to the bonus round
Where we call this joint
The wildstyle
Man these bitches be
Wylin
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Dropped all my hoes
Man I should of never did that shit
The shit I rap about like boa I live that shit
And I only got one life I can’t relive that shit
Oh you hit that raw oh you a wild child
You should name that baby west cause boy you wild wild
Girl I’m not impressed I got a wild style
And that got ain’t got no kick that lil bitch pow pow
Went from PSP's to vst’s of course we crackin shit
Lil bro wackin shit if you want smoke we matchin shit
Oh you think you cool I told that boy my jacket thick
Plus he wackin shit just play yo roll like actresses
Big dreams in a small world doing big things
Fit clean spent 2 virgils on a bitch jeans
Big screen playing call of duty onna split screen
You can’t even get a hey because my bitch mean
5 Hoes 5 different days shit I had to chill
5 Hoes had to drop two feel like Bradley Beal
Big dreams put my whole team on a big screen
16 Kept a toothbrush to keep my shit clean
Wild wild boy I dropped the beat call it wildstyle
Meet me at the park at 1:06 feel like bow wow
Hol on boy I’m in the field yellin go long
Hol on keep a couple nudes in my old phone
Bad bad I know niggas mad my bitch bad bad
Bad bad and she got that bomb call her Baghdad
Baghdad most these niggas garbage get a trash bag
Trash bag crack a nigga momma call it dad swag

Written by:
Jacari Rice

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