Yung Steve - Wild Boy lyrics

b**h! You know me hoe! Pullin up to your street hoe Drop top on that Lambo 9104 Try to run up on me, you gon' pull up to the team bro And my n***as be rolling through these clips like the Regal Wild boy, call me Steve-O, can't take me nowhere nice though Blackhawk jersey on at the Indian casino Surveillance had the camera staring right at my team though Security in the back looking at the screen, shook like a free throw Yeah they kicked us out cause we was under 21 years old But we still made chips in the parking lot playing ceelo Then we had to dip when the owners called police up Out here like bald heads, we was ridin like Vin Diesel Back to the streets we go... Then I hit yo girl up, you ain't know she was a freak hoe? Now her n***a mad, said he finding me like Nemo Now she out here too giving me therapy like chemo Can't roll with us for too long, cause we might get hit with the RICO So I gave her man the address, told him where we dropping her off Homeboy ain't wanna hear it I'm like "What you mad at me for? Was her Superman Now where you at? Like Cam Newton in the Super Bowl." n***a's saying I'm immature, can't take me serious all the time Won't believe I'm 18, way a n***a hold these two 9's I'm the youngest Saiyan like Dragon Ball Z, Gohan I run the house, y'all put in a little work just like part-time Rico n***as see me flexin, then they wanna drop dimes Can't stand to see me shine, once they fall a little behind Disrespect the grind, it'll be a horror story in the headlines Ain't talkin R.L. Stine way this dot bout to have your head flying Thought Stevey ain't gon do it, this ain't vine. Ain't feline The #1 Stunna and I'm Still Fly like Big Tymers Load yours I'm loading mine, don't care how long you did time. They gon have a n***a shooting on a emcee just like Rick Grimes She pulling on the crewneck. Tryna give the crew neck! And you know how I be, f**ing girls like Bill Cosby Yung Steve gettin hot b. And these local n***as couldn't top me Can put you under six feet, talking H-E-double hockey n***as ain't gon k** me unless the case a double hommi So! Let a n***a try me, find me stacked with the bread on isle 3 You can hit Yung Steve with the mac, like Jobs and k** me And I'll come back up from the dirt like a f**ing zombie!