Tom MacDonald - Into The Wild lyrics

Ha ha haha yeah
You know what it motherfucking is
Mr mac, White Peaks, all day
Every day forever
Hangover Gang I see you, wassup?
A-a-a-a-aight

Studio at the skate park
I'm partying like all day
Then I meet your bitch back at my crib
And she pop that pussy like chardonnay
I'm a heavy weight, y'all can hardly wait
I kill it until the target change
My team rode this like bicycle wheels and
We louder than a Harley race
Fuck y'all like your ex girl
She ride me like the X-Games
Hands are clammy cause I touched
The pearl, y'all runnin' it
That's a rat race
My two cеnts is exact change
Can't afford to be wishin' on pеnnies
But I give one for like all your thoughts
And my only one left is lucky
They tryna outline me in chalk
But I am gone without a trace
Homie put the metal inside his mouth
And then I call him brace-face
I'm just shootin' for the moon and Imma
Squeeze til it go "click click click"
And my Uzi must love boobies cause that
Thing goin' off like "tit tit tit"
We own the club, you baby
Seals, we fuckin' sure, navy Seals
Got more in store and crazy deals
They can't roll without they trainin' wheels
Hangover Gang is my team, eyeball, Visine
What's poppin' though? White Peaks
I'd die for y'all like blonde streaks
Two shots, the first hit
The second miss you look retarded
Step online and get blown up cause
I don't fuck with movin' targets
I hope y'all like your veggies cause
We got all you guys beat
The money underneath the table so I
Threw out all the seats, hoe
That ain't your hoe, hoe
I hope you understand that's my bitch
I drew my name inside her sand
Shit, I mean I'm really it
I don't mean to brag
But everybody ran away like we playin' tag

Oh please believe me
I'm more scared than life
(let it breathe hoe, let it breathe)
Like woah, this missing four way
(I'm wasting so much fucking
Energy right now)
And please be there I can barely hang on
(let it breathe hoe, let it breathe)
And woah, I'll wait till I break
Please be there, I can barely hang on
(let it breathe hoe, let it breathe)
And woah, I'll wait till I break

Welcome to my level
Leave all that bullshit at the gate
Put on a jacket
Our summer is cold because all I feel is me
My people are getting tanked
But they don't drink, that's how the war go
Skeletons fill my walk-in closet
Call that bitch a wardrobe
My whole team is outta reach
You couldn't touch 'em if you had Shaq arms
We livin' on the motherfuckin' edge
There is no backyard
We on the high road, real hot, but no propane
Y'all just like Superman
Stuck inside that lowest lane
My bitches bad as your breath
You and your hoe should share a Tic Tac
Y'all don't wanna play fence with me
Too many dawgs to shake a stick at
Your girl's hardly ever at home
So she packin' extra baggage
Your girl over here with my bro
And he make her strip, like Vegas
I ain't tryna settle beef
Man that's not my job
But I got a couple goons, and that's they job
Kill your captain, I don't lose sleep
Catch me snoring call you in the AM
Have you mourning in the morning
They at a loss for words
They ask me 'bout the weather
Imma rain until there's flowers
In the desert hoe