Wild West Lyrics

Yeah Man You Know who it Is

F F F Falco

Money comes money go fuck Your bitch I fuck your hoes

A mege from hell

Designer clothes

Spitting the flame melting the Foes, needed no help

I'm running the show

Do it myself creating wealth

And watching it flow

Cardio I'm going for more

Rocking the city

Girl show Me tites

Baby you know in Don

Watch is Presi

My car is a blatantly

Your girl tooth my horn

Never offend me

I'm not friendly

Life gone

Leaving it empty

Rather spending money

Right now I'm kicking it

Like jet Li

Your bitch come check

Me

I'm ice out like hockey

Hot like wasabi

My car is farrier

She wants my saleam

She like how I got mine

Stick the paper Tri-line

Shorty you know you a demon

Swallowing up all the semen

Nothing go waste she likes How it taste

Tell me it very appealing

Running up Do all the d

Dealings

Fuck it up then I repeat it

Hundreds on hundreds on Hundreds Then

You know that's how I Receive it

Damn

Money comes money go fuck Your bitch I fuck your hoes

A mege from hell

Designer clothes

Spitting the flame melting the Foes, needed no help

I'm running the show

Do it myself creating wealth

And watching it flow

Cardio I'm going for more

Money comes money go fuck Your bitch I fuck your hoes

A mege from hell

Designer clothes

Spitting the flame melting the Foes, needed no help

I'm running the show

Do it myself creating wealth

And watching it flow

Cardio I'm going for more