[Intro]
Uhhhhh
Uhhh
Yeah yeah
Uhhhhh
Uhhh
Yeah yeah
Wildin
Stalin
Cut to the money like Sonic
Whoa

[Chorus]
I'm wildin'
What the fuck am I signin'?
Designer my body I'm stylin'?
Trap hard 'til I find it (Yeah)
Money on your head
Lil' n***a I don't know why you wildin'
Homies that I met
They just coming through my driveway (Yeah)
It's only my n***as i'ma ride for (Yeah)
It's only my n***as i'ma die for (Yeah)
But shorty, she just trippin', why you lie for? (Yeah)
Free my bros out them cages, this is my court (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Back then I started off with dirty shoes
Wintertime with some dirty boots
I was hanging out in the nerdy school
And now I'm with my broski's
I'm proud I need a trophy
And now she claim she know me
Like check the score, like 4-3
My future watch a rollie
They ring my line like holy
Like quit that, you don't know me
And i'ma keep on going hard 'til they call me OG
Never talk to the police, n***a snitching on my homie
Shoutout broski Jovi, she ride me like a pony
Had her show me, n***as used to hate, back then I was lonely
Now they wanna show me love, is it cause a n***a up?
I'm too high and I'm stuck, shawty wanna give it up
Going hard been shittin' luck, STN my clique we up
Now she wanna kiss and hug, and now she want a dinner huh
She playing, guess I need a pump, only real ones in my blood
If it bros, I got 'nough, red dot, it ain't a blush
Shawty tryna treat me rough
Lil Berete, I came clutch, yeah
Lil n***a, I'm shit that you can't flush
[Chorus]
I'm wildin'
What the fuck am I signin'?
Designer my body I'm stylin'?
Trap hard 'til I find it (Yeah)
Money on your head
Lil' n***a I don't know why you wildin'
Homies that I met
They just coming through my driveway (Yeah)
It's only my n***as i'ma ride for (Yeah)
It's only my n***as i'ma die for (Yeah)
But shorty, she just trippin', why you lie for? (Yeah)
Free my bros out them cages, this is my court (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
My n***as they locked for time
And I'm still on my grind
It's like gold I gotta find
These hoes just give their mind
Like gold I gotta shine
Put a four in the eight no nine
Never ate like all night
From the bottom yeah I gotta get it
For my family yeah I gotta win it
Peregrine you can call it spinach
Yes I won't meet how he know I hit it
Ice getting colder, Spanish bitch like hola
I drink the hate like it's Cola
I'm in the sky with a refa
Case a hero with a nina
I was on the block with a ball like FIFA
Yeah, yeah and I was in the hut like they can't see us
Yeah, I can't stop until i get me a freezer
From my OG I learned how to nip get the re-up
[Chorus]
I'm wildin'
What the fuck am I signin'?
Designer my body I'm stylin'?
Trap hard 'til I find it (Yeah)
Money on your head
Lil' n***a I don't know why you wildin'
Homies that I met
They just coming through my driveway (Yeah)
It's only my n***as i'ma ride for (Yeah)
It's only my n***as i'ma die for (Yeah)
But shorty, she just trippin', why you lie for? (Yeah)
Free my bros out them cages, this is my court (Yeah)