PETTROS - Wildcard текст песни

Call me wild, it’s been a while since I’ve been vile
Jump in the crowd, they screaming out in every town
Every single word you spoke aloud, left a bad taste inside my mouth
If you wanna throw some flames around
Then watch me burn this house down
‘Cause I know some grass and law
Raise ‘em projects, livin' hard
Put a little cash, to feed ‘em all
It’s incredible though
I don’t get credit at all
None of my friends get involved
You don’t want none
Now you won’t answer my call
Fuckin' with the wrong one
You really think you hard, huh?
You keep playin', you don’t want none
I could put you on, son
I could — I could put you on, son
Oh-oh,
Some of these things need time to grow
Everything seems so provable
Like knocking over some dominos
But what you really wanted was for me to give a reason
I guess you got what you wanted
I’m like, 'Fuck ‘em, I don’t need ‘em'
I keep rollin' on the
, I am nice
Let me set the tone and let you know forever
You don’t mean shit to me
Y’all can not get to me Out of my memory
I’m on that Kennedy
Gone off that Hennessy
I got that remedy
Fuck what you tellin' me, fuck what you tellin' me, boy
Don’t expect your fuckin' fakeness, fuck y’all
We ain’t ‘bout that fuckin' fake shit, fuck y’all
Know you ain’t ‘bout to say shit, fuck y’all
So fuck y’all, fuck y’all
Fuckin' with the wrong one
You really think you hard, huh?
You keep playin', you don’t want none
I could put you on son