lockedinkee and Bc.Nate and Jitness - Wild

Imma shoot my shot till it
Okay
Imma my shot till it
Why because I can
Imma walk with god, this was a thought turned to a master plan
They know I'm a nasty man I'll have the fans start clapping hands
With or without you in the stands
Imma make that shit apparent
New whip skrt, skrt panoramic
I love it when she call me dad, this bitch fairly odd but I'm not her parent
I'm the man that's gone fuck her first then give and go
That's that bitch you married
She look good in plaid, I'm in the pussy I call it "Perry"
Course I'm ready brag I'm good at rap yo' shit be too generic
Look in the mirror I don't even ask, bitch I know I'm the fairest
Ran this shit up from the bottom I know I'm the goat
I ain't have to inherit
Blue pink green same color my dough
Same Color on the mclaren
Same Color on a parrot
This not a secret excuse my paris
I mean excuse my French
I'm tryna meet in the back of a bens
What next?
Cause bc he gone get him a check (OG)
you know kee gonna get him a check (Trifec)
JIT gonna get him a check(TA)
Yawn in the morning, I wake up blessed
It feels so great for to count these checks
When I'm recording don't talk out my neck, I be really come trim & that's why I'm up next
Go settle for him if you really want less
Know that we them it ain't much to be said
Pulled up in something that don't got no head
I use to walk till I couldn't feel my legs
I was down bad now I'm doing my best
Walk in, I'm dripping excuse my mess
She matching my fly we like Mitchell & Ness
We be outside someone get her a bev-rage
(She thirsty as fuck tryna get where I'm sitting, baby)
Cause I be at the top floor she love the feeling
She like why I'm acting like that
Keep it like this cause she know I'm the realist
(Why? Because I can)
Like I don't gotta explain myself
Say one word and the gang move out
Stay in the crib cause your chain gone melt
(Why? Because I can)
I'm in a black whip like Roosevelt
You in the back bus like Rosa Parks
I don't care bout the hate bitch I know this hard
If it won't you think I go this far
Talking hot but don't own his car
New shit drop it's going large
Brand new space ship go to mars
Okay
She don't want me that's so bizarre
(Okay)
I switch it up to her friend then
I don't care what she think I just sent it
Cause I'm in a Hellcat feel like Ben 10
Hop out that fresh linen
Right pocket full let's get it
Left pocket full I'm him him
Big TTE we them them
Kee pass me the beat I'm ready to go
Kee pass me the beat I'm ready to flow
Said 100 to speak and 250 a show
Said I was doing you wrong but you was doing the most
Bitch I was doing it all, all you did was post
Next time they ask for the ball or playing time
Bitch imma tell em no cause
Cause
Cause imma shoot my shot
Why because I can
Imma walk with god this was a thought turned to a master plan
They know imma nasty man I'll have the fans start clapping hands
Like shake it
Like shake it
Every goal I set for myself it's bout that time I go and take it
Try to say they sound like me don't confuse that bum with greatness
I been working hard on my flows plus I know the world been waiting
And when I come up all the work gone show and the fans gone know it was worth the patience

Written by:
Keyon Wiggins, Nathen Ramos, Alec Archer

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