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Wildin' Out

by Its Helena

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I'm iced out with no stylist I'm wildin' out I'm with my clique Iced rollie up on my wrist Designer look at my fit High off fumes took a trip Me and the gang at the Ritz Louis and Fendi my drip My neck is frozen don't slip So don't trip I been wildin' out with the gang hoe Been wildin' out with the gang hoe Been wildin' out with the gang hoe I'm going off on a bitch Brand new G wagon That shit got the darkest of tints Money on me but I'm all for my clique Wrapped up in Gucci I'm iced out as shit I'm in the back of the back of the maybach Look up where the stars at I'm in the back of the back of the maybach Coutin' money while I laugh Bentley wrapped in matte black I'm the realist that's facts I'm the queen of the trap Bitch we know your all cap Where the fuck your bars at Hit you like a heart attack Your shit is all in the past Cuban links bitch I flash Rari I paid in all cash Goin' to fast that I think I might crash I'm iced out with no stylist I'm wildin' out I'm with my clique Iced rollie up on my wrist Designer look at my fit High off fumes took a trip Me and the gang at the Ritz Louie and Fendi my drip My neck is frozen don't slip So don't trip I been wildin' out with the gang hoe Been wildin' out with the gang hoe Been wildin' out with the gang hoe Take you home to the after the party I'm the shit Don't get me started The coup is retarded Got Louis my carpet I'm Back on my bullshit Look what you started I'm Goin' bad on 'em anyway I'm drinkin' Henny straight to the face Do the dash yea do the race Put these bitches in there place Put the money in the grave Rollie iced on the face I'm not a bitch you can tame I put that shit on gang I Put a milli in the back of the wraith Hit the gas and I'm on the way My crew all iced out with a chain I'm the baddest bitch up in the game So fuck what you say Yeah fuck what you say I'm iced out with no stylist I'm wildin' out I'm with my clique Iced rollie up on my wrist Designer look at my fit High off fumes took a trip Me and the gang at the Ritz Louis and Fendi my drip My neck is frozen don't slip So don't trip I been wildin' out with the gang hoe Been wildin' out with the gang hoe Been wildin' out with the gang hoe

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