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stanwill – wild west lyrics

[intro]
ha+ha
yeah, sh+ttyboyz (sh+ttyboyz, n+gga, dog sh+t militia, n+gga)
sh+ttyboyz, sh+ttyboyz (whole lotta gang sh+t, man, you know what’s going, man)
sh+ttyboyz (whole lotta lab sh+t)
yeah, sh+ttyboyz (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 b+tch, i’m getting in her jeans lately
white scat, limousine tint, b+tch, i’m speed racing
dee blew a ten [?] he off three facers
sb the f+cking printing press, how we keep paper
i like pape’, i like guns, i like bad b+tches
i’m a road upping, sh+t talking, rap n+gga
ducked in my duffy, hoes know our bag different
all this pape’ in thе f+nny, 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, h+llcats, trackhawks, we don’t walk at all
ash ketchum, i ain’t squashing beef until i caught ’em all
when you say the word “sh+tting”, ain’t n0body 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 sh+t 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 sh+t like moneybagg, tryna fight with us
dior, balenciaga, loubotin, 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 b+tches 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 b+tch crib, i be there every night
we’ll let this big black b+tch sing like it’s barry white
[break]
ha+ha, yeah, n+gga, i been tripping lately, n+gga
touching chicken lately
ask me where i’m at, i’m probably with yo baby, n+gga
huh, f+ck is you talking about?
yeah

[verse 2]
big sh+tting, when i talk, boy, yo b+tch listen
you would think that elmo around, i got big chicken
she gon’ let my lil’ bro f+ck ’cause his wrist glisten
you can go and ask charmin, boy, they know i been sh+tting
every time you see me out, it’s off+white and new yeezys
boy, i been putting that sh+t on ‘fore you knew jeezy
i be road running, sack chasing more than [?]
i’ma hang this sh+t up as the goat, boy, it’s too easy

[outro]
dumbass n+gga
b+tch, i’m a sh+ttyboy, yeah
b+tch, we the sh+ttyboyz
ha+ha

- stanwill lyrics

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