Slump6s, Marjety, Cayo Banks - Wild Wild lyrics

Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Oh woah, woah, woah, woah

Bad bitch she said she wanna hit me back
Hit up Neiman's, yeah
We can go and spend a rack
She want red bottoms, so I took her to Saks
Me and my nigga from the trenches
We come from the 'raqs (Woah, yeah, uh)
Oh, I just wanna roll i just wanna go
Tell lil' Tino, "Hit the show"
Then we want some smoke, act up
Make the chopper blow
And lil', will you come let me know?
Bass boomin', pow, pow
We come from the wild, wild
Heat, fa-fa, pow, pow
I can run you down, down
Please do not talk down, down
This choppa, we go round for round
Money talk, I'm talkin' now
We come from dirty, yeah, that wild, wild

Smokin' gas, that's that loud, loud (Ah)
Man, I got something for you
It'll blow you down, down
You ain't gettin' money, nigga
You a clown, clown
Ain't you smoke for real? Man, they
Tried to steal our sound, sound
If you wanna talk, baby, you can let me know
See I'm going up, need a hunnid for a show
Baby, I'm all good
It's time for you to let me go
But now I'm gettin' bands, baby
I got hella hoes
Lil' buddy can't do it just like us
Babygirl, all you do is lie, lie
I do not pull up or slide
Send shooters to hit your ass with my nine
I'ma karate chop the opposition
While I'm in
The kitchen cooking all the time
All of these lil' niggas always hatin'
They ain't in relation to my slime
Hit his ass with like fourty
Then they ask the nigga, "What happened?"
Me and bro goin' four deep
Finna wipe his nose with a napkin
Baby, you can't control me and
My lifestyle while rappin'
And I'm gon' end up in fourty
All these lil' niggas been cappin'

I just spent checks on the finer things
Don't know why these niggas look down on me
I'm turnin' into a designer fiend
I fell for your love, that's a bad thing
Double the cup, but it's not lean
I hope that you're never against me
Ayy, slide, cha-cha
Bitch, get on the, I don't need to redo it
All I need is one take
Blew out my mouth and it's
Headed to the bank
Shawty, come on, you know I can come over
Airborne, bitch, we takin' over
Mama told me it's a chip on my shoulder
Now I know why I've been feelin' colder
You been with me for so long I gotta
Let you know that you're fuckin' so fine
I can't let you go spark the blunt for me
So you can let it flow
Don't mess with me and my niggas
We'll come take your soul

Will you come let me know?
Bass boomin', pow, pow
We come from the wild, wild
Bass boomin', pow, pow
We come from the wild, wild
Heat, fa-fa, pow, pow
I can run you down, down
Please do not talk down, down
This choppa, we go round for round
Money talk, I'm talkin' now
We come from dirty, yeah, that wild, wild