Hodgy - Wild Boy lyrics
[Hodgy - Wild Boy lyrics]
I don't skateboard but I spit fire
It's a lit fire, nigga pit fire
Hodgy Beats, his own Empire
And he ain't washed up like a riptide
Big body's sitting outside
No tint so you see me riding inside
Just me and like ten dimes
Hotboxing, getting faded off the incline
You don’t skate to keep it in line
Cause, I'm a wild boy bitch, I'm a wild boy
Keep it in line cause I'm a wild boy
Bitch, I'm a wild boy
Stay in line, cause I'm a wild boy
Like Emmet I got that wild style, boy
Hodgy Daddy's on the mic, you a child boy
I got a lot of people up in my circle
Keep my circle small like the shirts on Urkel
Like a nurse, so I'm smoking purple
And I'm hardly nervous
Only when there's turbulence
Think the plane gon' crash
Earphones on blast
We leak Black Sabbath up in this class
When I was in high school
I never finished class
I was out getting money
Selling nicklebags nigga 5, 15, 20, 25, 30
35, 40, been this fucking early
I was sixteen years old
Pouring syrup in Shirley
We turn up til we're hurling
Shroom with a girl and we swoon
Like she's Sterling
It's white and it's pearly
I'm thinking about fucker her
Her mind is dirty
She rolling up drugs we bump
This shit in Berkeley
I got a bunch of niggas with me
Ready to raise the crime rate
This 45 ain't mine
I set her up for blind date
I'ma smoke this marijuana til I
Meet my dying day keef on the bottom of the
Grinder like the of Bombay
I'm a live wire
Get it paid in full like Mekhi Phifer
These white liars
The day that I die is the day I drive Viper
24 hours of spitters like rhyming cyphers
If rapping was a crime cause
They had to indite us
But, it's not so I invited
What you got to say, where them haters at?
Buying all this Haterade
I thought I fucking paid you back
Carry my whole city on my
Shoulders like a piggy back
Laughing to the piggy bank
Smoking on a different batch mix and match
My life is real and I ain't finna act
Come correct if you incorrect
Yeah, Hodgy nigga
It's a lit fire, nigga pit fire
Hodgy Beats, his own Empire
And he ain't washed up like a riptide
Big body's sitting outside
No tint so you see me riding inside
Just me and like ten dimes
Hotboxing, getting faded off the incline
You don’t skate to keep it in line
Cause, I'm a wild boy bitch, I'm a wild boy
Keep it in line cause I'm a wild boy
Bitch, I'm a wild boy
Stay in line, cause I'm a wild boy
Like Emmet I got that wild style, boy
Hodgy Daddy's on the mic, you a child boy
I got a lot of people up in my circle
Keep my circle small like the shirts on Urkel
Like a nurse, so I'm smoking purple
And I'm hardly nervous
Only when there's turbulence
Think the plane gon' crash
Earphones on blast
We leak Black Sabbath up in this class
When I was in high school
I never finished class
I was out getting money
Selling nicklebags nigga 5, 15, 20, 25, 30
35, 40, been this fucking early
I was sixteen years old
Pouring syrup in Shirley
We turn up til we're hurling
Shroom with a girl and we swoon
Like she's Sterling
It's white and it's pearly
I'm thinking about fucker her
Her mind is dirty
She rolling up drugs we bump
This shit in Berkeley
I got a bunch of niggas with me
Ready to raise the crime rate
This 45 ain't mine
I set her up for blind date
I'ma smoke this marijuana til I
Meet my dying day keef on the bottom of the
Grinder like the of Bombay
I'm a live wire
Get it paid in full like Mekhi Phifer
These white liars
The day that I die is the day I drive Viper
24 hours of spitters like rhyming cyphers
If rapping was a crime cause
They had to indite us
But, it's not so I invited
What you got to say, where them haters at?
Buying all this Haterade
I thought I fucking paid you back
Carry my whole city on my
Shoulders like a piggy back
Laughing to the piggy bank
Smoking on a different batch mix and match
My life is real and I ain't finna act
Come correct if you incorrect
Yeah, Hodgy nigga