Wild Child Dee Watkins (Ft. OMB Peezy)

[Intro]
Gasky got that gas
Dee
What the fuck
Look

[Chorus: Dee Watkins]
I'm just a wild child, lost in the streets ain't had no guides
Ain't on no Percocet, I'm just itchin' to catch a body
Check my bank account, label sent another deposit
Don't know who to trust, I got skeletons in my closet

[Verse 1: Dee Watkins]
He a hard-headed nigga with a pocket full of bands
I ain't even gotta rap no more, I do it for my fans
I head they plottin' on me, we just [bought a chopper?] from Japan
Sticky moves with that tool, show them bitches you ain't playin'
I got this shit from out the mud, ain't nobody give me shit
So when I tell a nigga, "No." Don't go to actin' like a bitch
I'm still stayin' out the way, I can't get caught up in the mix
Just talked to Peezy say, "Boy, you goin' harder than a bitch."
Why would I lie to you and say this shit was easy?
(Gasky got that gas) (This shit ain't easy)
Don't say you love me knowin' you ain't really mean it
(You don't mean that shit)