WildThoughts ft. RHGuap Lyrics

You wasn't facin' what I'm facin' You niggas can't feel my pain

You don't know shit I be thinkin' We'll be goin' through my brain

Rebukin' Satan, but I'm cuttin' I know this shit ain't a game

And we don't move or get me touchin' Leave my picture in that frame

Mister, shit, y'all know what they call me I been chillin' on the mission, tryna get it

Fuck the party, lately I been by myself And my youngins, they still retarded

When my brother tell it's over, catch me swervin' with my shawty

On paper, takin' risks, niggas still got the blick

You got my back, I got your back, so let's get duffy in this bitch

The people come, we run together If it's one, we gotta split

If we get caught, that's what it is, bitch, ain't no rattin

Take a lick, real shit In this life that we chose, bro, it's hell

I got jammed on the charge, I bounce back in Maybell House arrest, I ain't trippin', I promise you

I'm a douche In the woods, on the door

I'ma come back and bust it open All that talkin', I don't listen

Bitch, come pull up and come show me I don't fuck with two lil' bitches

We ain't partners, so don't bro me In the party, peep the game

Bitch, all that mugging ' bout to blow me I get money, niggas hatin

So these niggas tryna smoke me Real stand-up nigga, I ain't nowhere close

to basic' And shawty run the game like I don't know

the lil' skeetin' Gave her chance after chance

And she lied in my face And she fuckin' with the opp

you gotta put her in her place I don't do the talkin', bitch

Let's get to the situation Came to tell, was never talkin

But I see y'all conversatin' You know y'all associatin

Cause y'all had a conversation Fuckin' killin' in your weed

See, you the bop, so smooth You wasn't feastin' when I'm feastin

You niggas can't feel my pain You don't know shit I be thinkin

We'll be goin' through my brain Rebukin' Satan, but I'm cuttin

I know this shit ain't a game And wrong mover, give me touch

And leave my picture in the flame

Peep around the corner, lurkin' for that nigga Where he at

Yeah, you know he got a hit on his head It's a couple racks, so we gotta drop the nigga

We gon' keep searchin' and destroy it till we find a target

Cold stuff is out, you really wildin' Yeah, we hittin' targets

Promin' that them holotips gon' leak you like a faucet, nigga

One plus one equals two, we gon' tag a nigga Broke bitch, owe me money

But I ain't finna stress on it Say lil brother, when we go on this mission

No face, no case Gotta keep your ski mask on

Put the alcohol on the bullets In case we gotta wipe a nigga

If you see the cop disappear just like we casper nigga

And I been havin' wild thoughts lately These niggas not facin' what I'm facin

They don't feel my pain They don't know exactly

We'll be goin' through my brain But I just think it's all jealousy

That go around And if I ever get jammed up

I'm never freezin' up, never even foldin', nigga

Promise you on my dad, grave, I stand by the words

And the action that I speak on is no hesitation I'd rather starve before I snitch on my niggas

That's a motherfuckin' fact Cause I'm burnin' in the inside

Homie, don't play with me Promise that we strapped up like a fuckin' army, nigga

You wasn't facin' what I'm facin' You niggas can't feel my pain

You don't know shit I be thinkin' We'll be goin' through my brain

Rebukin' Satan, but I'm cuttin' I know this shit ain't a game

And room mover, give me touch And leave my picture in that frame nigga