Retch - Wild as f** lyrics

[Intro] Aye tell Frankie to bring the lavender and Tony on his way upstairs with the lampshade Heir Gang, Fast Money For my delinquents and muthaf**in' degenerates Like [Verse 1] Smoking some sess, getting some neck Feeling some n***as that owe me a check b**h it's the mafia, show some respect Bucket hat boys and we all in your set Cozy a** boys and we all in your fridge Give her some dick, yeah, I'm all in her ribs b**h said I'm hot, got me feeling like Mims Smoking a 'Port, relaxing my limbs b**h look good and she driving a Benz b**h likes me, but she don't like my friends Ain't say what's up when them n***as hopped in Told her that's my mans, know we mans 'til the end And a couple of my n***as they be anti-social Long-term engagement got them anti-vocal Young immortal, skin is Acapulco Went nation wide, but I still be local f**ing different chocho in my vintage Polo Mixing different d** and bag it up with YOLO Dropping Xans in my Dixie Solo And this b**h been drinking and she sniffing coco Can't front I might've did a bump But I'm still a teen, I'm still growing up And my mom think I don't give a f** Hell yeah she right, I don't give a f** Cause I'm driving drunk, yeah I'm liquored up And my L suspended, but I try my luck And I'm smoking weed and that's to the face And not to mention got a open case And I'm riding 'round with a open case Whole garden, sh** is great Smoking blunts and they codeine laced n***as say I'm tripping I just tell 'em I'm based [Hook x2] I'm just wild as f** My mom always tell me that I'm wild as f** My grandma tell me that I'm wild as f** And all the n***as that I run with wild as f** And all the b**hes that I f** they be wild as f** Throw your middle fingers up if you wild as f** Doing all these d**, feeling wild as f** Throw your middle fingers up if you wild as f** [Verse 2] 'Lo to my socks, smoking some pot Been in the Hills, but I'm still from the block n***as forgetting, they act like I'm not 'Til one of these p**y a** n***as get shot Like I wasn't on the strip moving that rock Like I ain't used to run into school with the pot Like a n***a don't got hoes working off the clock Bust in her a**, abusing her twat Wiling' back when I had a skateboard Lick live, we take yours X on the floor like claymores Sold two, but I ate four Rolling hard, rolling hard Smoke so much weed up in the garage But I keep feeling like I beat the odds I'm only nineteen, I'm like a f**ing star In a foreign car with a foreign broad Out in California feel like f**ing God Skinny n***a, but I'm living large Got a pack of cigars and a full jar And I be driving faster than allowed n***a My b**h rolling that loud n***a Puffing potent, I'm proud n***a Retchy Porter, young wild n***a [Hook x2]