Wild West

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StanWill - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Wild West

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[Intro] Ha-ha Yeah, ShittyBoyz (ShittyBoyz, nigga, Dog Shit Militia, nigga) ShittyBoyz, ShittyBoyz (Whole lotta gang shit, man, you know what's going, man) ShittyBoyz (Whole lotta Lab shit) Yeah, ShittyBoyz (His name's "Pablo") [Verse 1] Real road runner, bug splatter on my windshield Couldn't roll with us if yo lil' whip had ten wheels Counting blessings every single day but I'ma sin still Blew a ten at Neiman's, I'ma hit Saks and spend still Up roll on yo bitch, I'm getting in her jeans lately White Scat, limousine tint, bitch, I'm speed racing Dee blew a ten [?] he off three facers SB the fucking printing press, how we keep paper I like pape', I like guns, I like bad bitches I'm a road upping, shit talking, rap nigga Ducked in my duffy, hoes know our bag different All this pape' in thе fanny, I can't fit the strap in it In a Mustang sticked up, this the Wild Wеst Heart cold, I been backstabbed so I smile less We on every block, big rockets, feel like Yao [?] Somerset tripping, when we leave ain't no style left Ha-ha, yeah, that's 'cause we bought it all Jeeps, Hellcats, Trackhawks, we don't walk at all Ash Ketchum, I ain't squashing beef until I caught 'em all When you say the word "shitting", ain't nobody thought of y'all Buffed up, off a four of Wock', bro can't see nothing Since the womb I always told myself that I'ma be something Spend the block with fifty round drums, we ain't gon' keep nothing I don't drug talk but unky said he got 'bout three onions Like they DTE, all gang do is light shit up Summer '16 was Robin jeans, you ain't fly with us All that ice up in his Cariters, brodie sinus stuffed We'll pop his shit like Moneybagg, tryna fight with us Dior, Balenciaga, Louboutin, you can't hike with us Them some twenty-threes, these Amiri, you can't Mike with us We some 201 extraordinaires, you can't slide with us Rejecting bitches at the door like, "Nah, baby, nine's enough" At the Ritz on the top floor but I'm scared of heights You a hothead? I'll put a Glock to yo Fahrenheit Too familiar with yo bitch crib, I be there every night We'll let this big black bitch sing like it's Barry White [Break] Ha-ha, yeah, nigga, I been tripping lately, nigga Touching chicken lately Ask me where I'm at, I'm probably with yo baby, nigga Huh, fuck is you talking about? Yeah [Verse 2] Big shitting, when I talk, boy, yo bitch listen You would think that Elmo around, I got big chicken She gon' let my lil' bro fuck 'cause his wrist glisten You can go and ask Charmin, boy, they know I been shitting Every time you see me out, it's Off-White and new Yeezys Boy, I been putting that shit on 'fore you knew Jeezy I be road running, sack chasing more than [?] I'ma hang this shit up as the GOAT, boy, it's too easy [Outro] Dumbass nigga Bitch, I'm a ShittyBoy, yeah Bitch, we the ShittyBoyz Ha-ha

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  • StanWill