Wild

[Intro]

(Zaytoven)

Yeah, huh, yeah

[Chorus]

Back down like smackdown

Took a private plane, back to Chi-town

I remember how the trap sounds

I wish I had all my bros around

They supposed to hold me down, but they be letting me down

Uh-huh, super foul, uh-huh, niggas wild

I was tryna make my momma proud

Back down like smackdown

Took a private plane, back to Chi-town

I remember how the trap sounds

I wish I had all my bros around

They supposed to hold me down, but they be letting me down

Uh-huh, super foul, uh-huh, niggas wild

I was tryna make my momma proud

[Verse]

Smoking on loud, sing to the crowd

Travel the world, wild out

You freaking out 'bout yo' bitch whereabouts

Got my dick in her mouth, in my house

We ball out, no time-outs

We ain't really takin' no time-outs

Look at me now, I'm gettin' paper

Busta Rhymes and Chris Brown

Bitch, sit down, nobody want you around

I'm the king, so I need my crown

Do my thing when I'm in my town

If you get in the way, I'ma take you down

Well, I just seen bae, I'ma take her down

I grew up with them niggas that's wilder than wild

The same niggas that kill you, then crack 'em a smile

They was hating on me, they was full of the doubt

They would do anything for some pussy and clout

Shut the fuck up, you niggas be acting like bitches sometimes

You always be running your mouth

But they quiet as soon as we run in they house (Shh-shh-shh)

They ain't make a sound

Maybe they sleep, I know they around, yeah

[Chorus]

Back down like smackdown

Took a private plane, back to Chi-town

I remember how the trap sounds

I wish I had all my bros around

They supposed to hold me down, but they be letting me down

Uh-huh, super foul, uh-huh, niggas wild

I was tryna make my momma proud

Back down like smackdown

Took a private plane, back to Chi-town

I remember how the trap sounds

I wish I had all my bros around

They supposed to hold me down, but they be letting me down

Uh-huh, super foul, uh-huh, niggas wild

I was tryna make my momma proud